Chamillionaire Gimmick Rappers Lyrics

Gimmick Rappers Lyrics

(*talking*)

That's what it is, "The Sound of Revenge"

Summer 2005 nigga, whoooooo



[Chamillionaire]

Gimmick rappers, can't lie forever

But as long as I'm here, gimmick rappers gon die together

Told lil' mama I love drama, no one tried to tell her

She shoulda left the club, instead of trying to find a fella

The villain's born, dark storms that's my kind of weather

Sending gimmick niggaz to the mall, to go buy umbrellas

Like Eminem was telling them, that they should die it yella

Some of my fans they look like Cham, but say I am better

Picture the though of that, since no one spit a harder rap

I told 'em that I'm Jehova's lil' brother, the God of rap

Don't play me like you a atheist, face it it's more fact

Gimmick rappers have heart attacks, when you tell 'em that God is back

The problem is more than that, like Iraq when the gats in em

You diss me you gon be done, like a snack when the rats get em

After the baptism, the black in the black hit em

No need for that gat, cause fact is the raps kill em

Live your life like a mockery, niggaz will see the prophecy

Stare at a flight of stairs, 'fore you ever think you on top of me

Nigga how could you possibly, think that you could be stopping me

Destiny couldn't stop me, I move and that hoe be watching me

Fans are no longer crying to see, Jay-Z throw up the dynasty

Not big as that nigga Jigga, but nigga tell 'em it's time for me

Rap game is dying to me, I'm the rapper they trying to see

I could bring it back, not only force-ably but violently

Ladies and gentlemen, introducing from Houston

The truth and I'm in the booth, and your truth is a big illusion

What you choosing if you're choosing, to jump into the confusion

You losing and end up choosing, and cruise it into a bruising nigga



(*talking*)

I'm peeping out here in these streets, and I see these old

Record labels trying to advance, trying to drop old material

On a nigga, so instead of Controversy Sells we gon switch it up

Summer 2005, "The Sound of Revenge"



[Chamillionaire]

Then they said on the radio, I ain't beefing with rappers no mo'

But tell 'em to go correct it, cause rappers be acting homo

Came in and screaming duo, I'm leaving and screaming solo

Disrespecting the logo's a no-no, I'll leave you rojo

Hey that's red in Spanish, real niggaz'll never vanish

We rise up and then we ride up on haters, prepare to panic

Put ya teflon on, you better go get it plant it

Rip off your chest piece, to make niggaz remember Janet

Ay log on the net, type in "the villain" and search

And realize why gimmick rappers is hurt, cause the truth hurts

And you jerks (you jerks), is a package of skirts

Put your little advance, back in your purse ha-ha

That nigga say he don't like me, he acting like he a wifey

Ain't held a pistol, acting like he the type that'll snipe me

You don't like 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 write me

I ain't concerned, with any of your concerns

I'm trying to stack, plack on top of plack like gum germs

I got enough tongue twisters, to make the tongue turn

Make the sun burn, I'm so hot I could give it sun burn

So call up, Kay Slay and ask him who is

The trillest to spit it, then call up DJ Whoo-Kid

DJ Drama, Vlad Green, Lantern and Kool-Kid

Tell 'em it's time to switch they playlist up, with the new kid

What's his name, Chamillitary mayn



(*talking*)

Yeah, the hardest rap nigga and if you beg to differ

Step to the mic, and spit some'ing sicker nigga

Ha-ha, Chamillitary mayn