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Talking*)
That's it is, "The Sound of Revenge"
2005 nigga, whoooooo

Gimmick rappers, lie forever
But as as I'm here, gimmick rappers gon die together
Told lil' mama I love drama, no one tried to her
She shoulda the club, instead of trying to find a fella
The villain's born, storms that's my kind of weather
Sending gimmick niggaz to the mall, to go buy
Like Eminem was telling them, they should die it yella
Some of my fans they 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 you a atheist, face it it's more fact
Gimmick rappers have 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 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
your life like a mockery, niggaz will see the prophecy
Stare at a of stairs, 'fore you ever think you on top of me
how could 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 nigga Jigga, but nigga 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 force-ably but
Ladies and gentlemen, from Houston
The truth and I'm in the booth, and your is a big illusion
What you choosing if you're choosing, to 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
Record labels trying to advance, trying to drop old
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 'em to go correct it, cause rappers be acting homo
in and screaming duo, I'm leaving and screaming solo
Disrespecting the logo's a no-no, I'll you rojo
Hey that's red in Spanish, real never vanish
We rise up and then we up on haters, prepare to panic
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 gimmick is hurt, cause 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 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 like me come fight me
And if you can't the flight,
and you don't like me write me
I ain't concerned, 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
the sun burn, I'm so hot I could give it sun burn
So call up, Kay and ask him who is
The to spit it, then call up DJ Whoo-Kid
DJ Drama, Green, Lantern and Kool-Kid
Tell 'em it's time to they playlist up, with the new kid
What's his name, Chamillitary

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