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Talking*)
That's it is, "The Sound of Revenge"
Summer nigga, whoooooo

Gimmick rappers, lie forever
But as as I'm here, gimmick rappers gon die together
Told lil' mama I drama, no one tried to tell her
She left the club, instead of trying to find a fella
The villain's born, storms that's my kind of weather
gimmick niggaz to the mall, to go buy umbrellas
Like Eminem was telling them, that should die it yella
Some of my fans look like Cham, but say I am better
Picture the of that, since no one spit a harder rap
I 'em that I'm Jehova's lil' brother, the God of rap
Don't play me like you a atheist, it it's more fact
Gimmick rappers heart attacks,
you tell 'em that God is back
The problem is more than that, like Iraq when the in em
You diss me you gon be done, like a snack when the get em
After the baptism, the in the black hit em
No need for that gat, cause is the raps kill em
Live your life like a mockery, niggaz see the prophecy
at a flight of stairs, 'fore you ever think you on top of me
Nigga how could you possibly, think that you could be me
Destiny couldn't stop me, I move and that hoe be me
Fans are no crying to see, Jay-Z throw up the dynasty
Not big as that nigga Jigga, but tell 'em it's time for me
Rap game is dying to me, I'm the rapper trying to see
I could bring it back, not only but violently
and gentlemen, introducing from Houston
The truth and I'm in the booth, and your truth is a big
What you choosing if you're choosing, to into the confusion
You losing and end up choosing, and it into a bruising nigga

(*talking*)
I'm peeping out here in streets, and I see these old
Record trying to advance, trying to drop old material
On a nigga, so instead of Sells we gon switch it up
Summer 2005, "The of Revenge"

Then they on the radio, I ain't beefing with rappers no mo'
But tell 'em to go correct it, cause rappers be homo
Came in and screaming duo, I'm leaving and screaming
Disrespecting the a no-no, I'll leave you rojo
Hey that's red in Spanish, niggaz'll never vanish
We rise up and then we ride up on haters, prepare to
Put ya on, you better go get it plant it
Rip off your chest piece, to make niggaz remember
Ay log on the net, type in "the villain" and
And realize why gimmick rappers is hurt, cause the truth
And you (you jerks), is a package of skirts
Put your advance, back in your purse ha-ha
nigga say he don't like me, he acting like he a wifey
Ain't held a pistol, like he the type that'll snipe me
You don't like me me, you don't like me come fight me
And if you afford the flight,
and you don't like me then me
I concerned, with any of your concerns
I'm trying to stack, plack on top of plack gum germs
I got tongue twisters, to make the tongue turn
Make the sun burn, I'm so hot I could give it sun
So call up, Kay and ask him who is
The trillest to spit it, call up DJ Whoo-Kid
DJ Drama, Green, Lantern and Kool-Kid
Tell 'em time to switch they playlist up, with the new kid
his name, Chamillitary mayn

(*talking*)
Yeah, the hardest rap nigga and if you beg to
to the mic, and spit some'ing sicker nigga
Ha-ha, Chamillitary