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Talking*)
That's what it is, "The of Revenge"
Summer 2005 nigga,

Gimmick rappers, can't lie
But as as I'm here, gimmick rappers gon die together
Told lil' mama I love drama, no one 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 them, that they should die it yella
Some of my fans they like Cham, but say I am better
Picture the though of that, since no one spit a rap
I 'em that I'm Jehova's lil' brother, the God of rap
Don't play me like you a atheist, face it more fact
Gimmick rappers have attacks,
when you tell 'em that God is
The problem is more than that, Iraq when the gats in em
You diss me you gon be done, like a snack when the get em
After the baptism, the black in the hit em
No need for that gat, cause fact is the raps em
your life like a mockery, niggaz will see the prophecy
Stare at a of stairs, 'fore you ever think you on top of me
Nigga how could you possibly, think that you could be 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 nigga Jigga, but tell 'em it's time for me
Rap is dying to me, I'm the rapper they trying to see
I could it back, not only force-ably but violently
and gentlemen, introducing from 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 losing and end up choosing, and cruise it into a bruising

(*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 Controversy Sells we gon it up
Summer 2005, "The of Revenge"

Then they said on the radio, I 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 solo
the logo's a no-no, I'll leave you rojo
Hey that's red in Spanish, real never vanish
We rise up and then we ride up on haters, prepare to
Put ya teflon on, you better go get it it
Rip off your piece, to make niggaz remember Janet
Ay log on the net, in "the villain" and search
And realize why rappers is hurt, cause the truth hurts
And you jerks (you jerks), is a of skirts
Put your little advance, back in your purse
That nigga say he don't like me, he acting 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 can't the flight,
and you don't like me then me
I ain't concerned, with any of concerns
I'm trying to stack, plack on top of plack like gum
I got enough tongue twisters, to make the turn
Make the sun burn, I'm so hot I could it sun burn
So up, Kay Slay and ask him who is
The to spit it, then call up DJ Whoo-Kid
DJ Drama, Vlad Green, and Kool-Kid
Tell 'em it's time to switch they up, with the new kid
his name, Chamillitary mayn

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