(*talking*) That's what it is, "The of Revenge" 2005 nigga, whoooooo
Gimmick rappers, can't lie But as long as I'm here, gimmick gon die together Told mama I love drama, no one tried to tell her She shoulda the club, instead of trying to find a fella The villain's born, dark storms that's my of weather Sending gimmick niggaz to the mall, to go buy Like was telling them, that they should die it yella of my fans they look like Cham, but say I am better Picture the though of that, since no one spit a rap I told 'em that I'm Jehova's brother, the God of rap Don't play me like you a atheist, it it's more fact Gimmick rappers have heart attacks, when you tell 'em God is back The problem is than that, like Iraq when the gats in em You diss me you gon be done, like a snack the rats get em After the baptism, the black in the hit em No need for that gat, cause fact is the raps em Live your life like a mockery, 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 be stopping me Destiny couldn't stop me, I move and that hoe be me Fans are no longer crying to see, Jay-Z up the dynasty Not big as that nigga Jigga, but nigga 'em it's time for me Rap game is to me, I'm the rapper they trying to see I could it back, not only force-ably but violently Ladies and gentlemen, from Houston The truth and I'm in the booth, and truth is a big illusion you choosing if you're choosing, to jump into the confusion You losing and end up choosing, and cruise it into a nigga
(*talking*) I'm out here in these streets, and I see these old labels trying to advance, trying to drop old material On a nigga, so instead of Controversy we gon switch it up Summer 2005, "The of Revenge"
Then they said on the radio, I ain't beefing rappers no mo' But tell 'em to go correct it, cause rappers be homo Came in and duo, I'm leaving and screaming solo Disrespecting the logo's a no-no, I'll leave you Hey that's red in Spanish, real niggaz'll vanish We rise up and then we up on haters, prepare to panic Put ya on, you better go get it plant it Rip off your chest piece, to niggaz remember Janet Ay log on the net, type in "the villain" and And realize why rappers is hurt, cause the truth hurts And you jerks (you jerks), is a package of Put your little advance, in your purse ha-ha nigga say he don't like me, he acting like he a wifey Ain't held a pistol, acting like he the that'll snipe me You don't me invite me, you don't like me come fight me And if you can't afford the flight, and you don't me then write me I ain't concerned, any of your concerns I'm to stack, plack on top of plack like 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 up, Kay Slay and ask him who is The trillest to it, then call up DJ Whoo-Kid DJ Drama, Green, Lantern and Kool-Kid Tell 'em it's time to switch they playlist up, the new kid What's his name, Chamillitary
(*talking*) Yeah, the hardest rap nigga and if you beg to Step to the mic, and some'ing sicker nigga Ha-ha, mayn