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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
lil' mama I love drama, no one tried to tell her
She left the club, instead of trying to find a fella
The villain's born, dark storms my kind of weather
Sending gimmick niggaz to the mall, to go buy
Eminem was telling them, that they should die it yella
Some of my fans they look Cham, but say I am better
the though of that, since no one spit a harder rap
I told 'em that I'm Jehova's brother, the God of rap
Don't me like you a atheist, face it it's more fact
rappers have heart attacks,
when you tell 'em God is back
The problem is more that, like Iraq when the gats in em
You diss me you gon be done, like a snack when the get em
After the baptism, the in the black hit em
No need for that gat, cause fact is the raps em
Live your life like a mockery, will see the prophecy
at a flight of stairs, 'fore you ever think you on top of me
Nigga how could you possibly, that you could be stopping me
Destiny couldn't me, I move and that hoe be watching me
are no longer crying to see, Jay-Z throw up the dynasty
Not big as that nigga Jigga, but nigga tell 'em time for me
Rap game is dying to me, I'm the they trying to see
I could bring it back, not force-ably but violently
Ladies and gentlemen, introducing from
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 and end up choosing, and cruise it into a bruising nigga

(*talking*)
I'm peeping out here in streets, and I see these old
Record labels trying to advance, to drop old material
On a nigga, so of Controversy Sells 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
the logo's a no-no, I'll leave you rojo
Hey that's red in Spanish, real niggaz'll vanish
We rise up and then we up on haters, prepare to panic
Put ya teflon on, you go get it plant it
Rip off your chest piece, to make niggaz remember
Ay log on the net, type in "the villain" and
And realize why gimmick rappers is hurt, cause the truth
And you jerks (you jerks), is a package of
Put your little advance, back in your purse
That nigga say he don't me, he acting like he a wifey
Ain't held a pistol, acting he the type that'll snipe me
You like me invite me, you don't like me come fight me
And if you can't the flight,
and you don't like me write 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 tongue
the sun burn, I'm so hot I could give it sun burn
So up, Kay Slay and ask him who is
The trillest to spit it, then call up DJ
DJ Drama, Vlad Green, Lantern and
Tell 'em it's time to switch playlist up, with the new kid
What's his name, mayn

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