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Mix Messiah

uh-huh, Chamillitary mayn, Chamillitary mayn
And I mean that there, and I mean that
And I mean there, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah, and I mean there
And I mean that there, and I mean there yeah-yeah

Not a angel I'm filled with anger, to the I'm a danger
They make friends with dick suckers, said they tell you I'm a stranger
Kick dirt on my name, but really how can I blame you
I'm the to blow, so they put me on punishment for bad behavior

said I should, off went major, but I'm a procrastinator
I get the job done playa, but I'm busy now ask me
Stay with a calculator, my get a grand retainer
Why I'm a better business man, than your average hater

But now I wanna ask a favor, don't talk to me like I'm
Got no love for you haters, so send that to cupid
Give a out to Who Kid, why give a shout out to Who Kid
'Cause I'm wearing something, that match the size of a G-Unit kid

What's that, a stupid, you do the math why
I tried to be nice to the dyke, but was my last try
And since it seems the industry, is infatuated the bad guy
I'm spitting and pissing on gimmick niggaz, they pass by

Get mad that I get green, you dealing with the
I put my in the music, nigga this is the result
Did a hundred independent, now I move CD's in bulk
on Chamillionaire.com, my fan base is a cult

I'm that that'll spot you, see you in the streets and box you
You like you a problem, I bet I do something 'bout you
Run the when it come to making mix tapes, I'm a monster
Napster crashed, but I give a special shout out to Kazaa

Long as Lil' Jon, and keep making beats
Chamillionaire gon' be a ghetto millionaire, in these
I speak my mind, so stop so sentimental
You soft, if you go to jail you'll get used for a prison

You scared, slugs behind the bushes and not a brick
Like a bush is gon' protect you, you who you dealing with
Chamillitary hideous mood, and I the fool
If I walk in, I bet every sissy in the move

Ain't got to walk a for food, like Diddy did dude
If you hungry for drama, I'll see that my get chewed
Give me the tool I'm Texas, but I ain't no damn bammer
Mess with Killa Mike, Ron Thomas that Quo in Atlanta

Lil' Flip and my man Banner, come and get man handled
By Slim, E.S.G., OG Ron C fix your channel
If you think we all right thur, and speaking with bad
I know Bun B, Lil' O and S.U.C. ain't no bammers

Rasaq ain't no damn bammer, Play-N-Skillz no damn bammers
The clip in the hand jammer, to use it for a damn
Hit you on top of your head, and leave humps like a tan
a couch with a full house, like Dan Tanner

That's plenty of bricks, that's of chips
There's plenty of fine groupies, there's plenty of
dominatrix chicks, there's plenty of whips
So you can do a flip, off the end of my dick

Get off the end of my tip, you a crash test dummy
You album dropped you and frown, after the math get funny
I'm getting all my publishing, never had that from me
I'm buying Color vehicles, with my ass cap money

Promises that they gave you, made you like you major
Navigator and two-way pager, they gave you made you
Go lie about how they paid you, and never will you
You's a puppet go get a refund, I that they played you

You album was whack huh, it's still on the huh
Repo man in your vehicle, they took it back huh
You go get a dagger, hop in a cab huh
You for a A and R or CEO, you can stab huh

Did a hundred thousand independent, ain't really nothing to
I make a million disappear, than Nelly with jewels
See the industry wouldn't listen, so I stopped being a guy
Now I'm the come get it, if you to royal rumble guy

And I mean that there, and I mean there
And I mean there yeah
you out the game