Talking*) That's what it is, "The of Revenge" Summer nigga, whoooooo
Gimmick rappers, can't lie But as long as I'm here, gimmick gon die together Told lil' mama I love drama, no one tried to her She shoulda left the club, instead of trying to find a The villain's born, dark storms my kind of weather gimmick niggaz to the mall, to go buy umbrellas Like was telling them, that they should die it yella Some of my fans they look Cham, but say I am better Picture the though of that, no one spit a harder rap I told 'em I'm Jehova's lil' brother, the God of rap Don't me like you a atheist, face it it's more fact Gimmick have heart attacks, when you tell 'em that God is The problem is more than that, like Iraq when the in em You diss me you gon be done, like a snack the rats get em After the baptism, the in the black hit em No need for that gat, cause fact is the kill em Live your life like a mockery, will see the prophecy Stare at a flight of stairs, 'fore you ever you on top of me Nigga how could you possibly, think you could be stopping me couldn't stop me, I move and that hoe be watching me Fans are no longer crying to see, Jay-Z throw up the Not big as that Jigga, but nigga tell 'em it's time for me Rap game is dying to me, I'm the they trying to see I could bring it back, not only force-ably but Ladies and gentlemen, introducing Houston The truth and I'm in the booth, and your is a big illusion What you choosing if you're choosing, to jump into the You and end up choosing, and cruise it into a bruising nigga
(*talking*) I'm out here in these 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 and screaming solo Disrespecting the logo's a no-no, I'll you rojo Hey that's red in Spanish, niggaz'll never vanish We rise up and then we ride up on haters, to panic Put ya teflon on, you go get it plant it Rip off your chest piece, to make niggaz Janet Ay log on the net, type in "the villain" and And realize why gimmick rappers is hurt, cause the hurts And you jerks (you jerks), is a package of Put your advance, back in your purse ha-ha That nigga say he don't me, he acting like he a wifey Ain't held a pistol, acting like he the type snipe me You don't like me invite me, you don't 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 like gum I got enough twisters, to make the tongue turn Make the sun burn, I'm so hot I could it sun burn So call up, Kay and ask him who is The trillest to spit it, then call up DJ DJ Drama, Vlad Green, and Kool-Kid Tell 'em time to switch they playlist up, with the new kid What's his name, Chamillitary
(*talking*) Yeah, the hardest rap nigga and if you beg to to the mic, and spit some'ing sicker nigga Ha-ha, mayn