(*talking*) That's what it is, "The of Revenge" 2005 nigga, whoooooo
Gimmick rappers, lie forever But as long as I'm here, gimmick rappers gon die Told lil' mama I drama, no one tried to tell her She shoulda left the club, instead of to find a fella The villain's born, dark storms that's my kind of Sending gimmick niggaz to the mall, to go buy Like Eminem was telling them, that they die it yella Some of my 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 lil' brother, the God of rap Don't play me like you a atheist, face it more fact Gimmick rappers have heart attacks, when you tell 'em that God is The problem is more that, like Iraq when the gats in em You diss me you gon be done, like a when the rats get em After the baptism, the black in the hit em No need for that gat, fact is the raps kill 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 you possibly, think that you could be stopping me Destiny couldn't stop me, I and that hoe be watching 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 dying to me, I'm the rapper they to see I could bring it back, not only but violently Ladies and gentlemen, introducing 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 cruise it a bruising nigga
(*talking*) I'm peeping out 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 2005, "The Sound of Revenge"
Then said on the radio, I ain't beefing with rappers no mo' But 'em to go correct it, cause rappers be acting homo Came in and screaming duo, I'm and screaming solo Disrespecting the logo's a no-no, I'll leave you Hey red in Spanish, real 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 Janet Ay log on the net, in "the villain" and search And realize why gimmick rappers is hurt, the truth hurts And you jerks (you jerks), is a package of Put little advance, back in your purse ha-ha That nigga say he like me, he acting like he a wifey held a pistol, acting like he the type 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 like me then me I concerned, with any of your concerns I'm to stack, plack on top of plack like gum germs I got enough tongue twisters, to make the turn Make the sun burn, I'm so hot I give it sun burn So call up, Kay and ask him who is The trillest to spit it, then up DJ Whoo-Kid DJ Drama, Vlad Green, Lantern and Tell 'em time to switch they playlist 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