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

Gimmick rappers, can't lie
But as long as I'm here, rappers gon die together
Told lil' mama I drama, no one tried to tell her
She shoulda left the club, 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 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, face it it's more
Gimmick rappers have attacks,
when you tell 'em God is back
The problem is more than that, like Iraq the gats in em
You me you gon be done, like a snack when the rats get em
After the baptism, the in the black 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 flight of stairs, 'fore you ever you on top of me
Nigga how could you possibly, think that you be stopping me
Destiny couldn't stop me, I and that hoe be watching me
are no longer crying to see, Jay-Z throw 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 bring it back, not only force-ably but violently
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 jump into the
You losing and end up choosing, and cruise it into a bruising

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

Then they said on the radio, I ain't beefing with no mo'
But tell 'em to go correct it, rappers be acting homo
in and screaming duo, I'm leaving and screaming solo
Disrespecting the 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 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 gimmick rappers is hurt, cause the hurts
And you jerks (you jerks), is a of skirts
Put little advance, back in your purse ha-ha
That nigga say he like me, he acting like he a wifey
Ain't held a pistol, acting like he the that'll 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 me then write me
I ain't concerned, any of your concerns
I'm trying to stack, on top of plack like gum germs
I got enough tongue twisters, to the tongue turn
the sun burn, I'm so hot I could give 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, Lantern and
'em it's time to switch they playlist up, with the new kid
What's his name, Chamillitary

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