Chamillionaire

[fox69]

"Pound Cake"

"Pound Cake"


Couple investments, a few of 'em made some major sense
Keep your two pennies, especially if you ain't made a cent
I learned the game and been getting publishing ever since
People that ain't made a dollar will say they ain't convinced
When you ride to 7-11 on some handle bars
You can't vision how catchy hooks could take a man to Mars
The problem is that y'all only just wanna hang with stars
Heard Lauryn sing and I wanted to take the world from Nas
I salute but I still demand applause
I've given infinite gifts, I still feel like Santa Clause
Males acting like girls I call it menopause
This the type of verse that I bet you that type of man would pause
I can't stop and give these haters what they ask for
99 thousand or more inside a cash drawer
I'm the type to keep a passport on the dashboard, looking for a south of France shore to make a dash for
Feeling like Damon Dash been moving that acappella
When times is bleak I hit the freeway like it's Roc-A-Fella
It's been a decade, get a clue that you could stop me never
You'd have a better chance of trying to stop a hot propeller
On a jet while smoking a cigarette, with gasoline on ya hands
Kerosene on ya breath, oh yes I do it the best, get verses then you are blessed I do it for what it's worth and I'll never do it for less, stress
Never that, I know the album is more than late
Looked quantity in the face and told it you're gonna wait
Send a salute to the people who push the culture straight, and those who culture hate I just hope you don't get to procreate
Met with some rappers that industry people over rate
Met with the Devil but said I wouldn't negotiate
Lyor made millions, Jay made millions
And if Cham made millions I'm feelin' like I can sure relate
Killa - see Mr. Koopa got 'em quite jealous
People that hang with Mr. Koopa turn to sky dwellers
I'm from a city where the skinny turn to pie sellers
And if any say they making millis then they lie tellers
Preach
The struggle will never cease
Your struggle look like a puddle, my struggle look like a - sheesh
I'm visualizing it clear like I'm Mr. Michael Artis
It's either Jackson or Jordan I feel like Michael on beats
Could'a been on a beach, instead I turn't to a beast
The clarity of my raps you'd think I created speech
Saw me dirty my cleats all over these Houston streets
The hundreds stay in my reach
The money stay on a leash
[Bark], I know you hear them dogs barkin'
That hype beasting is in Houston what we call boppin'
I make I'm pay for all my words like it's a blog auction
And Go Daddy what she tells me when we blog shopping
I'm the type that'd make it and give it a fee
And you the type that make it they wouldn't take it for free
They look at you and they like "tell me what's in it for me" and wouldn't take ya disc if you put it under their Christmas tree
Me, let's talk about consistency
Consistently make 'em feel like these other rappers ain't sick as me
I'm currently in city they'll never get to see
The only suite that they'll ever see is a pack of swishas G
My OG be calling me to tell me that the streets miss me
He know I'm eating but the reason is I eat picky
Like PlayStation they pump fakin' and you'll see quickly
The game switched they'll always end up with a 360
Albums coming, I tell the doubters just wait till then
Shot videos and you know that I'd never waste a lens
They sleeping on me could hope that they never wake again
But they gotta be sleep when you're planning a rude awakening

Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all

Hey yo Texas you know the puzzles what I had to solve
Ya prodigy be bringing havoc like I had a mob
Had the enemies, so them odds what I had to dodge
And now I'm riding in cars that look like avatars
They ain't never had the soft never had the hard, they try to make it sound deep to pretend they have a cause
Pushing them yellow bricks, no, that's where you have to pause
Most of 'em cowardly and lying like the man on Oz
They lying to you, falsifying within their little bars
They'd probably try to tell you Tommy really had a job
Tell you how they had to starve; how they had rob
Like I went to Heaven and took a blessing from the hand of God
Nah
Sorry I don't don't believe it
Don't believe what ya reading
Who the ones that achieved it?
Not them, we did
Irrelevance is as relevant as the person that said it, and you ain't never did anything, don't you ever forget it
That dialogue you can dead it
You borrow your mothers car and put half a tank of unleaded

 

[fox69]

"Put It In Slow Motion"
(feat. Soulja Slim)

"Put It In Slow Motion"
(feat. Soulja Slim)



[Chorus - Soulja Slim]
Slow motion for me, slow motion for me, move it slow motion for me
Slow motion for me, slow motion for me, move it slow motion for me
Uh I like it like that she working that back I don't know how to act
Slow motion for me, slow motion for me, slow motion for me
Move in slow motion for me
Uh I like it like that she working that back I don't know how to act
Slow motion for me, slow motion for me, slow motion for me
Move in slow motion for me

[Chamillionaire]
Hold up girl lemme show ya, wanna do more then get to know ya
Control ya like a controller, hit it and while flippin' ya over
Sip it until ya unsober, or skip it if you want soda
Ya gotta work, can't be layin' under the dick and the cova
Picture me kissin' ya shoulder, and I'm movin' down to ya chest
Watch me dismantle ya dress and my hands will handle the rest
But I won't mishandle ya breast, I'ma take my hands and caress
The steamyness and sweat, will have us both dryin' in sex
You can't be my only lady, but I bet you wish that you were
Put me in the same room with her pimpin, and I bet some strippin' occur
Ya havin' problems with ya lover, you should listen to this
Just get a chopped & screwed disc, and make them hoes strip
They like, uhh, I like it like that
could ya tell Ron C he got to chop & screw that
In slow motion for me, slow motion for me
In slow motion for me, put it in slow motion for me
She like uhh, could ya rub my back
And put something in my cup that'll help me relax
Pour the potion for me, pour the potion for me
Pour the potion for me, gotta pour the potion for me

 

[fox69]

"Put On For Houston"

"Put On For Houston"


[Female voice]
Chamillitary mayne

[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking]
Mixtape Messiah, August 27th
Put that on your calendar
It's Chamillionaire, I mean Koopa
AKA Major Pain, cause I'm a bring the majors pain
Mixtape master, the underground, bang
They ask me where Texas at and I say hold that thought
August 27th, I'm a get to that
You either die a hero or you live to see yourself become the villain
I've been showin support to all the labels in my city (yeah)
But right now it's all about Chamilli (yeah, yeah)

[Young Jeezy sample - behind the Intro]
Put on ...
Put on ...
Put on ...
I put on for my city, on, on for my city
I put on for my city, on, on for my city
I put on for my city, on, on for my city
I put on for my city, on, on for my city

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
When they see me do my magic, they say "what the heck is Koopa on?"
Texas been too quiet, so the X-Man about to produce a storm
Either die a hero or the villain is what you become
Hoppin in my Batmobile, I ch-ch-churp the Koop alarm
Salad dressing cause it's umm, plenty green and parmesan
In my pockets, in my palm, I'm about to drop a bomb
Thinkin of makin vegetation, I'm the mixtape Farmer John
So much green inside my jeans, it's like I've been out mowin lawns
I'm the real, the rest is fake, I'm the best, the rest is cake
Mixtape God I bless the tape and I put boys in they restin place (woo!)
People always test the type and they don't never test the face
That's the day I'm a be on TMZ and the day I catch a case
Think that you can take my auto and them hollows not gon' follow? [gunshot]
Better dream of bikini wearin genie out a bottle (bottle)
Some chicks that used to strip, ask to wax the Maserato
I said "forget the wax, just make it quick, just like Serato" (ha)
Got a spanish chick, that love the chips, she the Dorito lady
She ready to Frito Lay me, "el gusto es mio baby"
I hear some sharks talkin like they gonna D.O.A. me (what?)
Go ahead, jump in that water, promise there's torpedoes waitin [gunshot]
I dropped a lot of verses but I know I'm proud of mines
I see the presidents in front of me, I'm Obamatized
Rappers is politicians (yes), they all be talkin lies
Paparazzi like some Nazi, pop your posse like some spies
I used to look around me, like "it's probably you that hate me"
Now I open up my wallet and it start illuminatin
Do your damage, do it, talk your talk and mutilate me
Money talks, me and Ben always communicatin (hello)
I know you're probably thinkin, "why he talkin all that cash?" (cash)
I write my lyrics in the crib as big as Carlton's dad's
Was happy broke but super rich and they like "boy he mad"
Every problem I had last year, my money brought me all of that
Push foreigns like a chauffeur (chauffeur), stomp all the cock-a-roach a
But back when I was broker, I sold product like a broker (broker)
My next one drop it's over (over), point out somebody doper
I bet that supersoaker flip that joker like it's poker [gunshot]
Your boy ain't half of me, turn him to a casualty
Humble but I swear I'm not Barack Obama's pastor, see
I be talkin trash, yeah the mouth is a catastrophe
Don't mistake the humbleness for weakness, cause that's blasphemy

[Chorus - Chamillionaire (Young Jeezy sample)]
(I put on), some Chamilli
(On, on), some Chamilli
(I put on), some Chamilli
(On, on), some Chamilli

(Put on - Eastside)
(Put on - Southside)
(Put on - Westside)
(Put on, yeah, let's go), Chamillitary mayne

(I put on), some Chamilli
(On, on), some Chamilli
(I put on), some Chamilli
(On, on), some Chamilli

(Put on - Eastside)
(Put on - Southside)
(Put on - Westside)
(Put on), yeah, yeah

[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire]
This weapon that stay attached to me, is grazin your anatomy
This gray one'll make you call a doctor (call a doctor), call up Grey's Anatomy (okay)
I be pushin cars out the garage like it's a factory
Service with a smile, serve a hatin rapper happily (okay)
Never miss a penny, you can't count your dough exact as me
Push come to shove, I'm pickin up money just like a vacuum G (yeah)
Always makin dough, got a bunch of Keeblers after me
Pro at bein active like what Puffy use for ac-a-ne
If you rep that Texas, I know that ya feel me
Want to pop, lock and dance, then put on that get silly
Want to dance until you're sweaty, put on that P. Diddy
Tryin to take the mixtape market (put on), that Chamilli

 

[fox69]

"Radio Interruption"

"Radio Interruption"


[Chamillionaire + (Female)]
This for the streets (Nah this for the radio) [3X]
Well it's for radio then just keep it street (Well go on do it then!)

[Chamillionaire]
Nah that ain't a problem at all my man
Got a lot of rubber bands, time to count up all my grands
Well go on do it then - put a ninth caller in
Now we got a lot of jams, we gon' play a lot of Cham
Well go on do it then - she can say she is not a fan
Tell me she ain't got a man, plus she got a lot of damn!
.. And she love how the Impala can
change a bunch of colors like you lookin at a hologram
.. She wanna ride off on 24's
Butterfly do's raise up, she feelin so..
special and she like my music better slow
Tell me that I'm fin' to blow, I reply to her "I know!"

[Chorus: Chamillionaire]
So let me break it down and do somethin I know the ladies can feel
She say she's lovin my style
Turn on the radio and you probably hearin nothin but the
Chamillitary mayne
We interruptin this sound just to let you hear a message from me
I'm representin the South
And know how we get down, know we gotta keep it gutter and street
(Go on do it then!)

[Chamillionaire]
I got a white girl, I call her Shady/Aftermath
Cause she love a rapper, see a nigga she gonna snatch him fast
Fine and you can't say that she don't have an ass
Plus her eyes green enough to even up and match my cash
Hispanic college girl that love to dance right after class
Pray the way she back that ass up her class she has to pass
The others bad and black, take her to the bachelor pad
Crib big yo, her man's crib is less than half of that

[Hook: Chamillionaire]
Call up the DJ's on your radio
They'll say Chamillionaire got a crazy flow
My radio station doesn't play it though
Say he gotta make somethin for the ladies so

[Chorus]

[Chamillionaire]
Relax boy, lax boy, revenge is the sound
I've made it here, America gon' have to feel me now
Hear that bass come rumblin, boys see me actin up
Also see that fast pyoom pyoom when I pass him up
Turn it up, tell the listeners to listen here
Listenin here the sickest rapper in the Southern hempisphere
Yeah, keep it gutter, suckers missin in the picture yeah
We erased them from the game, commercial rappers disappear

[Hook]

[Chorus]

[Female]
Now they know the name that's running the game
Them boyz down in Houston that got the streets on lock
But just incase they slow and don't know
Somebody tell em the name
Chamillitary mayne
Ha ha
You got a problem? Then let it be known
You got something you wanna get off your chest
Give us a call, we're taking requests
Gon do it then

 

[fox69]

"Rain"
(feat. Scarface, Billy Cook)

"Rain"
(feat. Scarface, Billy Cook)



[Talking]
I was sitting back, and I was thinking man
I ain't even trying to deal with this shit no more, you know
Cham' I don't know what to do yo, ya know
Seem like everytime a nigga make one step man
Nigga take two steps back, you feel me

[Chamillionaire]
They told me that pain was just in the frame, the irony of that
Cause that was the slogan showing, when they tried to see my tats
Never knew what was in the skin, would finally be a fact
Feeling like mother nature's, right behind me with a gat
Take that, the rain's loud on the window when it taps
To help with the time, I thought that I could finally be relaxed
Tired of being po', yeah trying to leave the rats
Walk out to see three of your tires, that be on flat
And that one tire, left a sign of hope
That helps you to keep on grinding, when you kinda broke
That helps you to keep composure, up around your folk
That keeps from trying to wrap a rope, around your throat
Don't choke, you feeling like giving up
Life isn't a million bucks, you feeling like living sucks
God's telling you hear your boy, but you don't wanna give him trust
Mama telling you pay your ties, and you yell at her back for what
So tha pastor can ride faster, get some rims on his truck
I don't think that they'll miss, ten percent of negative bucks
Put some Henny up in your cup, your problems will start to drown
But soon as your buzz leaves, then problems come back around damn

[Hook: Billy Cook]
Keep your head up is what they telling me, what it gotta be
Sorry but the world keeps stressing me, rain drops round up the memories
It's gonna be alright is what they telling me, don't let the stress get the best of me
Trying to focus on the road that's ahead of me, till my heaven gets cloudy bout a memory

[Scarface]
God knows, how I feel now
On the outside I'm smiling, but inside a nigga know he hell bound
It's a dark road, and I'm right here in the middle of it
Do I walk slow or if I run, am I'm missing some'ing
I took the time out, to save a little bread
Now my eyes, got water in em
Why the fuck am I still standing here, nobody love me I ain't happy here
My mama said, she can't handle him
But still, I'm looking at the bright side
But I view it through my other eye, cause it's a different color sky
Then the last one, my mind set on the prize that may never come
So do I try to stay alive, or do I grab a gun
End it all, put a stop to the pain
That goes on in my head, everytime it rains
But that was speaking, so you listening to the thoughts
Of an evil spirit, in demonic verses everytime I talk
I'm confused, by my psychologic close set backs
In the storm, watching out through the wet cracks
Looking for heaven, off in all the wrong places
I've given up so why the long faces, let it rain

[Hook]

[Chamillionaire]
Your bills keep adding up, to be alone you prefer
Bill collectors steady calling, starting to get on your nerves
Your rent due on the first, but right now it's the third
Telling yourself it's gon get better, but ain't believing a word
Feel like it's hard to deal, tomorrow it's hard as steel
Not to mention the realest member, of your family is getting ill
Tell me it isn't so, tell me it isn't real
In the mist of all the drama, you take a lil' time to kneel
To deal you take a pill, just to deal with the drama
You thinking your life sinking, and there isn't a plumber
They tell you what doesn't kill you, only makes you stronger
You'd have to be a Superman, to lift as much as me partna
(Could tell you stay strong) you're trying, but help is just what you doubting
Cause the room is a monsoon, that's never gon' get to drying
The storm is moving on, and you thinking these people lying
They saying they had it worse, but how come they all keep on smiling

[Hook]

[Billy Cook]
Don't let stress take control, gonna be alright I know
I'ma make it through fa sho, fa sho yeah - 2x

[Hook]

[Singing]
My memry, heeeey-heeey yeah
Stressing me-stressing me, my memories
That's what they telling me
I'm trying to focus on the road that's ahead of me
By my memories, yeah heeey yeeeah

[Talking]
When it seems like nothing but dark clouds
Are raining in on your bright, sunny day
Remember, the sunlight always comes after the rain
You should be thankful, everyday
Should be a celebration, of life

 

[fox69]

"Rain"
(feat. Famous)

"Rain"
(feat. Famous)



[Famous]
Ch-ch-ching, yeah
Mixtape Messiah (Mixtape Messiah, Mixtape Messiah)
Black, no studios nigga
Uh huh, I'm underground, what up?
Let me address ya'll properly
Ahem, I'm Famous!
Thank you
Ay, Ay

[Verse 1 - Famous]
Any topic, I rock it like cooking up powder
Al Green got me intrigued and looking up power
Our, society got us jammed like ??
Play dumb in front of cameras to catch us suckers
It only get worse, they feed on our need
To believe, that we need, to believe, that we free
We don't see they deceive with the words that they speak
Pose as friends but they spies and disguised enemies
Is what I call em...
Rather see us behind walls than balling
It's all in their plan for the future
Keep us blind to the laws, keep our eyes on them cause
Keep our mind off the *edited*, now hesitate and they'll shoot ya
Like a dog in the street fool, and through the fog
What I see is how they keep our brains clogged like a sink
My plan's to be a master, never be outshined
Could never be out-rhymed, get better without time

[Hook - Chamillionaire]
When it rains it pours, mm when it rains it pours
It's sunshine what I can't enjoy, I can't enjoy
Just when I think it's going to slow down is when it rains some more
Well let it rain some more, mm let it rain some more
A little rain it never changed ya boy, changed ya boy
Mm oh my game face is on and you can see I never take it off

[Verse 2 - Famous]
Now me? I'm felt without being touched
And they say talk is cheap, that's why we don't do it that much
Less is necessary, flow extra scary
Can't feel a great man's shoes so don't compare me
How I'ma spit what I don't know?
You ain't trapping all day, you never seen snow
You ain't no P-I-M-P, you ain't got one hoe
Just take your foot off the gas baby, drive slow
Just be yourself homie, you ain't gotta lie
But you oughta try, cause one day you gotta die
And I don't know what's worse, being blessed with this curse
Or just knowing what I know man
I refuse to keep going with the flow
Feeling like J. Jackson dog, gotta take control
And if you know me, you know I ain't living right
But I rap so we can all be living right
I, I keep my business tight cause everybody ain't loyal
I keep my circle tight cause everybody ain't for you
I got the seeds, got the water, got a fine soil
I'm warming up now but won't stop til I boil
I stand alone so I know God blessing me
But doors keep closing and for real ya'll it's stressing me
But I see your struggle too, I can feel ya pain
We in a storm with no coats, shit we feel the rain
And when it rains it pours and when it pours it hurts
Seem like everybody turn they back
But I gotta keep pushing like ladies in labour
Now my friends having kids, shit babies in labour

[Hook - Chamillionaire]

 

[fox69]

"Ran Out Of Auto-Tune"

"Ran Out Of Auto-Tune"


Left wing in my crib there's a model room
Right wing there's a room just for Almond Spoons
I sing on this track that's what they assume
Sorry but my engineer ran out of autotune
You rap but I feel that you are a coon
And the other one's that ain't coon are a foons
Try me, and you will fail in the arms of doom
Cause that V-ve-Venom album coming soon
Fifty thousand dollar fresh in my living room
Try to steal it and I bet you won't lit a noon
Put the camera on ya chick like I'm Benny Boom
And then I hit her quick vroom, vroom
Ya girl say she love me cause I'm cool and laid back
Then she wanna do (what?) I said cool and lay back
Perpetrator vision I see through they facts
All these rappers sweeter than some Kool-Aid packs
My Lincoln longer than two Maybachs
My front yard longer than two race tracks
Hearing them but'chu know they goin use they gats
I don't be hanging with none of them dudes, they wack (they wack)
She was speaking in a whisper like Shawday
Well I call her never yes I told her probably
Paparazzi you better do what I say
To me a face like a camera to Kanye
If you late on my team you know docked
If I'm late you goin wait till I move out
Got'cha chick bout to take off her tube-top
I purchase rims like your Footlock or Shoe-shop
Tell her friend that I rather have a enemy
Money tall and your money just a mini-me
The class gotta S like Hennessy
And I gotta SS like Tennessee
I stay super fly like a kite, so
You should know that you can't see me like a white crow
Walk in all the women get in flight mode
She bout to take off all her nice clothes
Ha Ha

 

[fox69]

"Ready For Whatever"

"Ready For Whatever"


[Chorus: repeat 2X]
You better know when I'm up in the club
That I'm ready for whatever, I'm a G so wassup
Just because you see me actin' shining doin' my thing
Don't think a playa won't switch'n
get to throwin them things (get to throw them hands)

[Hook: repeat 2X]
I'm ready for whatever (yeah!)
I'm ready for whatever (yeah!)
I'm ready for whatever
Come on, get up on my level

[Verse 1]
Who am I
I'm Fat Rat (Fat Rat)
With the cheese (with the cheese)
I'm the one (I'm the one)
Hater please (hater please)
In fact bow (in fact bow)
On ya knees (on ya knees)
I been gettin' money since '93
Triple O.G.
I don't gotta talk to you boys
Make a whole fo' I come through and walk through you boys (for real)
I'll put a spark to you boys
This ol' dog bite, I won't bark at 'chou boys
I look good I feel good (yeah!)
I talk like Barack but I'm real hood (whoa!)
I check a hater any playa that's Trill would
If the hands a shank, don't worry then the steel should

[Hook: repeat 2X]

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Chamillionaire]
A lot of boughe women (yeah)
Yeah I'm usually chillin' (yeah)
Move around, no time for mail groupie-ism (move)
My money to the ceiling (ceilling)
But act like you a villian
I bet the arm and hammer gonna do his duty with him
Banana vision
Haters thinkin' the camera's slippin' (nah)
Gorilla pitman, peel you with that banana clippin'
Huh, I make a jacker turn to noodle soup
Send a message through the hoops
Spin you like a holla-hoop
(I know some boys really mad and can't stand
how a playa keep my money stacks in big rubberbands (up in big rubberbands)
But I'm a keep on getting my grands
you don't like it you know I'm a let you know it in advance
then we keep throwin hands)

[Hook]

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
A hater there, a hater there
I should buy me fuckin' shirt and call it Hater Wear
But ask me do a playa care
Why would I when a gal whisperin' a playa ear?
And she talkin' bout doin' sumthin'
She like you, you always talkin' about doin' sumthin'
The only difference is she for real, you -- you bumpin'
Imma really take her to the room and ruin' sumthin'
You won't get me stressed
We will tear this club up and make a mothafuckin' mess (yeah!)
I'm one-hundred none less
Now go about ya bizness lil daddy, God bless

[Hook]

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Realest Niggas In It"
(feat. Rasaq)

"Realest Niggas In It"
(feat. Rasaq)



[talking]
Excuse me for not introducing myself correctly
I am the Man on Fire, A.K.A. the Mix Tape Messiah
A.K.A. the Chamilli-nator ha-ha, Smallz let's get em
You know what time it is, H-Town stand up you know who I am

[Hook]
Said it then I meant it, (I'm the realest nigga in it)
Said it then I meant it, (I'm the realest nigga in it)
Realest nigga in it, realest nigga in it
You know that Texas what it is, and I'ma represent it

[Chamillionaire]
Koopa it's been a minute fool, but the streets of the South say they feeling you
Tell me what you wanna know, and I can lyrically give you a interview
Koopa it's been a minute fool, but the streets of the South say they feeling you
Tell me what you wanna know, and I can lyrically give you a interview
Well one, why do these wanna be ass suckers be on your dick
Cause being fake is in they blood, can't stick with one click so they switch
Two, why the hell these boys keep talking like you gon fail
Cause they think that bar been raised so high, that I can't match them sales
(well can you) yeah nigga just wait and see, you got property you better watch for me
Cause I buy that land that you living on, and sell it right back to you like monopoly
Question three, who producing your album man
Scott Storch, Beat Bullies, Mannie Fresh, Cool & Dre
And the list goes on pimping I'm coming down, hundred miles and I'm gunning
Loud ass speakers growl when they humming, Chamillitary the sound that they summing
One and nothing talking down when I'm not around, got nothing but bad words
You thinking you bad but Cham worse, you couldn't even F' with a damn verse
Plus you must be on that stuff, got em pissing they Pampers
See me pull up on 24's, your hoe horny like antlers

[talking]
They messing with you my nigga, but I ain't gotta tell you that
You already know that, tell em who you is (the Mix Tape Messiah)
Ok tell em what you represent, (Chamillitary mayn)
Already, H-Town stand up let's go

[Hook]

[Rasaq]
Realest nigga in it, when I'm riding it be tinted
And the trunk looks like it's dented, cause the bass is at it's limit
Them niggaz they be talking, but them niggaz they don't live it
Said it in a sentence, they might say how they distribute
When you see em they be timid, they ain't even independent
They be living with they mama, man these niggaz full of drama
They might smoke some marijuana, but won't get up off they ass
Till I come down in my slab, posted up behind that glass
Texas what it is, light reflection on my wrist
Looking like a section, of the complexion on my chick
I don't need a click, all I need's a extra clip
Let them twenty bullets rip, and twenty niggaz flip
In this verse I'm so legit, I don't care what nigga you with
When you speak talk with a purpose, or don't open up your lip

[talking]
Boys is out of line, this how we gon do it in 2005
We coming nigga, ha-ha whoa you all listening to the Man on Fire
DJ Smallz/Chamillionaire callabo, you already know
I might be moving too fast for em, so let me slow it up
So they can catch up with me, that's what it is

[Hook]

[Chamillionaire]
Houston been doing it back, since Screwed Up rap wasn't rap
Now Chamillionaire is back, to put that fact on the map
Lil' flicking ass niggaz, fix your act or get slapped
We keep hollows up in them holsters, get a package of blap
You could tell by the way the Texas logo, sit above the brim
I'm quick to tell a chick, to go and get another friend
If her attitude is right, she can have some fun and swim
Or I'll send her back board, like the glass above the rim
Yeah, I gotta keep it in control
New Yorkers say I'm nice, Texas niggaz say I'm thoed
From Blue-Blues to Saigon, to Joe Budden and Southern Flows
Don't matter what I'm sold, the streets saying that I'm cold
Down here the music slowed, po' a fo' in that cola
Fifth wheel falling back, my bumper kit in a coma
Couple friendly ass suckers, getting boulder and boulder
They telling me that they ready to get em, like Pimp C I'm like hol' up-hol' up

[talking]
Yeah, it's Chamillionaire the Mix Tape Messiah
And right now, I am the Man on Fire
Representing for Houston Texas, invading the air waves
On the official Chamillionaire mix tape
This a Fear Factor Music, slash Southern Smoke
Slash Chamillitary, slash Beat Yo Ass production man
Ha-ha, bout to take it to the next level on this one
Ay Smallz, let's give em another exclusive to brag about man
(you ain't ready, I run these streets)

 

[fox69]

"Really Isn't Fair"
(performed by Famous)

"Really Isn't Fair"
(performed by Famous)



[Famous]
Uhhh!
Part five, FRONTLINE!!
Yes sir! I swear to God man (what's that?)
It really isn't fair (oh yeah)
Nah it really isn't fair (YEAHHH)
Man it really isn't fair (oh yeah)
Oh yeah, let's go

Ay ballin is a habit like, nail bitin
Groupies I'ma stab 'em like, jail fightin
Caddy I'ma slab it, scream my tailpipe
And it (Storm) like the DJ, umm that's hail, lightning, frightening
A chef in the kitchen, I cook for the green
My potnah Akeem got hooks like Kareem
The (House) (Full) like Tanner, can't hate it
The bitch act up, and I'ma (Banner) like (David)
The bitch act tough, play Goliath, I'm David
Grab a stone from the watch now look how time saved 'em
Yeah, I'm back for the crown
But don't get it twisted y'all, I spat for the crown
I'm crack for the town, the black and the brown
And when I come through it's like that when I sound
(BOOM) Chamilitary mayne!
Pass the sweet and the beat cause I'm killin e'rythang
Now some say slow, and some say lazy
I say no hoe you must be crazyyy...
(Crazy) Them hoes Fugazi
I am mo' that don't exist like blue daisies

Hold up! It really isn't fair
Nah, nah it really isn't fair
Really, I swear it really isn't fair
Man I swear, you know me

I gotta be Blair, I gotta be G
You mention 210 and it's gotta be me
You mention Durand then it's gotta be he
Cause they know I show ass like I'm on a nude beach
Hold up, that's Texas slang, I wreck this thang (true)
You plex for fame, the weapons BANG
(BOOM) And I ain't tryin be a tough guy
But don't try to get points just cause you a (Puff) guy
Heh, get your brolic ass duct tied
Them words for birds and chickens get plucked, fried
And now back to the music
Like Whitney don't miss me, Trump crack like it's Houston
[laughter]

I'm a clear it man!
It really isn't fair man
FAMOUS! Nah it really isn't fair
Yeah, aowwww!