Chamillionaire

[fox69]

"The Horror Flick Intro"

"The Horror Flick Intro"


You ever seen a walking unsolved mystery
Mysterious mind is why people can't figure me
Ow ouch oops!
This lil' pistol keeps sticking me
In the side and I
Really got tired of beef quickly
So why they keep picking me
Out to be the bad guy
But it really don't matter nowadays
Don't even ask why
You're Jamie Foxx I'm Tom Cruise and in this cab ride
Elimnatin' every perpe-hater that I pass by
'cept the only difference is all who go against Cham die
A slow rap death and the album is comin' stand by
Jason Chucky Freddy couldn't kill it its hard so eh! try
And then if I'm not the king of the mixtapes then you is a Cham lie

Take a look into the sky you can see its goin down tonight
(its goin' down tonight)
Just take one look by ya side you can really see who's down to ride
(you see who's down to ride)
Take a look into the sky you can see its goin down tonight
(its goin' down tonight)
If you scared then go inside
(if you scared then go inside)
If you scared then go inside and take cover cause its time to hide

I know you thought that I
Was gonna fall out the game
But you gotta give props to me cause I did what the hatas kept sayin' I cant
And I'm all about money
Could live without the fame
But now the ladies getting HOT for me and everytime they see me they keep
Sayin' that name (Chamillitary Mayne)
Rewind it rewind it
Forget mine mayne just keep minding your business cause you lying
You blind and simple minded
And my timing was perfect timing
I'm grinding and I'm shining like my diamonds was perfect diamonds
Went my whole underground career without recycling mine
And my past will never be the future not recycling time
I got patnas that'll go gorilla but not the type on them vines
They repeated offenders that like to recycle they crimes
This is more than a horror flick
Go get ya boy to record it quick
Cant ignore that ya boy can spit
My weapon on and its gonna CLICK!
Clack
POW!
Who wanna hate on Chamilli now
Got revenge if you ask me how
Made it out the dirt ya'll throw it now
The king is back

Aint a rapper that's high as them
Higher than air or as fly as Cham
I guess I'll be the pilot then
Move out the way cause I'm flyin' in
Let me talk to the streets baby how you been
Grind to the end gotta grind to win
Tryin' to stop that eh! try again
I'll dig a hata up make him die again
And you know that

[spoken word]
You think the mixtape king worried cause he aint been on the screen
When I'm pulling up in foreign vehicles the maker of the foreign vehicle
himself hasn't seen
I'm the rapper that don't know the meaning of fear
That'll whisper that get up in ya ear like cheaaaaaaaaa
Mixtape messiah 4 I'm back to get my cash
I just got 100 Gs for a show in Finland
You do the math
And my team getting money too no need to wonder folks
The kid stay with a fresh pair of Stevie Wonder locs
Discussing if I'm selling or if I'm street or who got better beats
Man stop drooling over my plate while I take this fork and I eat
Man I'm way oVerseas internationally getting pounds euros and rupees
And you back home crying like you one of my groupies
I don't really know what you critics want from me
For me to gracefully bow out and hand you the keys to my company
Don't argue with a hata about whether I'm dope let em think what they think
We gon' snatch the game out from under these lames as soon as they blink
Boys must've got me confused because of a commercial single
Try to act like you aint see me come for revenge
Ha ha I seen you
So as we get on to the proceedings this evening
Realized that revenge is something I've already achieved man
The highly anticipated mixtape messiah whew!
I aint gonna tell you how much it sell but if I do
Whatever I say is true
So you gon kick it with me for a few and we gon let it do what it do
Sincerely yours
Chamillitary boy

 

[fox69]

"The Kings Are Here"

"The Kings Are Here"


[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking]
(Turn the fuckin beat up!)
(It's Southern Smoke you bastards!)
(Southern Smoke)
Chamillitary mayne
(Fear Factor Music, yeah)
(Turn it up motherfuckers, turn it up)
(You ain't ready, I run these streets)
(Southern Smoke)
(And in case you forgot, I'm a Kinggggg!)

[Break - Chamillionaire - talking]
Hey, we lit 'em up before Smallz, time to do it again
You ready?
Yeah, you know what it is
Chamillionaire also known as King Koopa
Also known as the Mixtape Messiah
And now also known as the Man on Fire
Reporting to you live from the gritty streets of Houston, Texas
And what you about to witness is something phenomenal
Chamillionaire and DJ Smallz - Man on Fire
(Southern Smoke)

 

[fox69]

"The Main Event"
(feat. Paul Wall, Slim Thug, Dorrough)

"The Main Event"
(feat. Paul Wall, Slim Thug, Dorrough)



[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking]
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
I brought my DJ with me, that mean we goin in
I brought my DJ with me, that mean we goin in

[Chorus 1 - Chamillionaire]
I'm the main event, whoa
I'm the main event, whoa
Still grindin in the streets like I ain't made a cent

I'm the main event, whoa
I'm the main event, whoa
Tryin to get it like the money that I made was spent

I'm the main event, whoa
I'm the main event, whoa
Still hustlin like I know it's time to pay the rent

I'm the main event, whoa
I'm the main event, whoa
You're lookin for me, you could find me where the money at

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
The walk in after party (hey!), Texas I'm what it is (is)
Exit the bar if you ain't tryin to get your card slid
They ain't no big dogs (woof), they just bark big (woof)
But I ain't never seen the damage that a bark did
It's the Chamillionaire (yeah), I only trust Ben (Ben)
I brought some ladies with me, that mean I'm plus ten (ten)
I brought my DJ with me, that mean we goin in
I do it big like my jimmy wasn't tucked in
Nuts large, lucky I don't keep my dick exposed
See they the past, I'm the present like some Christmas clothes
Reppin Texas so don't question if I'm tippin fours
The wheels fly, every vehicle is pigeon-toed (whoa)
Look at the evidence (whoa), looks like it's evident (whoa)
She wanna bone, she look at me like a skeleton (whoa)
See this the realest that your radio has ever been
I'm in my element, somebody better tell her man

[Chorus 2 - Chamillionaire]
I'm the main event, whoa
I'm the main event, whoa
Still grindin in the streets like I ain't made a cent

I'm the main event, I'm the main event
Uh oh, uh oh

[Verse 2 - Paul Wall]
I swear it ain't been the same ever since I got cake
My hustle is high rate, so haters are irate
Every dollar I can make, I'm a get it 'til the day of my wake
I'm on a paper chase for pies, yeah that cookies and cake
And hold it down for my state, talkin down's a mistake
Ride with me or collide with me, you can't change fate
Southside Houston, Texas, where I roam in the streets
And Northside where I sleep (the Northside don't sleep)
If you sleepin on Texas, better wake up quick
Stop bitin our style and get off our dick
All the jealousy need to quit and the hatin should stop
'Cause the third coast ain't never gonna flop, I think not partner

[Chorus 1]

[Slim Thug talking over the end of the Chorus]
I know you don't cuss but I do Cham, ha, ha

[Verse 3 - Slim Thug]
When Thug Boss come out, lights out, show's over (it's over)
It's "All Eyez On Me" like 'Pac told ya (All Eyez On Me)
If you love ya bitch, you better go and cuff her
'Cause tonight if I want to, I'm a fuck her
I'm in this bitch, half a mill' worth of jewelry on (yeah)
Rocks' so big, lookin like a Flinstone (yeah)
'Fit fresher than some Sunday morning breakfast
We gotta do it big, 'cause bitch we from Texas
Foreign cars, get your foreign hoes on your team (what?)
And I don't drink and drive (drive), I just drink and lean (lean)
Keep a bank roll longer than a limousine (yeah)
Boppers beggin me to hit it like a dope fiend (hold up)
I run the H like it's a motherfuckin marathon ('thon)
About to break a take, damn Cham, that's the one (damn)
I'm in the elevator, top spot, here I come (here I come)
Rap Barry Bonds, I got the most home runs

[Verse 4 - Dorrough]
Say what? I made 'em change the print (print), they thought I came and
went (went)
But like the Grand Finale nigga, I'm the main event (yo)
Still grindin in the streets like I ain't made a cent
Ballin (ballin), the commentators say I'm what the game presents
I'm Mister Get It Done (done), I do it to the T (T)
If you don't know the name, just call me number 23 (Jordan)
I keep a quart load of Spring Bling bikini hoes (what?)
Yeah it's a 'lac but it's equipped with Lamborghini doors (ha)
My engine souped up (up), I'm in a super ride (super ride)
Yeah I'm from Texas nigga, everything's supersized (big)
I never rode a horse, never saw a tumbleweed (uh uh)
But I get high of course, I done smoked a ton of weed
Man (man) and my money hard to fold up (huh?)
Yeah, I'm holdin Texas down but I rep the whole South (for real)
Get your tickets early, shows stay sold out (yep)
"Dorrough Music", my album off in stores now (ha)

[Chorus 2]

 

[fox69]

"The Morning News"

"The Morning News"


Chamillitary man

[News Reporter]
Fighting broke out over-night between rival factions along the Israeli - Syrian border
Initial reports claim Israeli jet fighters bombed a guerrilla base,
Killing at least 49 soldiers and 13 civilians, damage to the base is said to be heavy
And the Israeli jets are reported to have made it back to their headquarters safely
An 49 year old unidentified man went berserk last night, opening fire with a 12 gauge shotgun...

[Chamillionaire]
Ring the alarm!
Terror alert, victory!
I stay dropping that bombness, Rosie O'Donnel and Donald Trump stay arguing bout nonsense
Would they treat me as good as Hugh Heffner if I had a mansion full of blonde chicks?
If adultery was a felony, then Clinton would be a convict
Put you in the same position and lets see what you'd really do
They tell me that I sold out if I execute the no snitching rule
Sound like it was a good idea, till a murder happen to you
Dumb-stupid, or stupid-dumb, either one you don't have a clue
Voice perfect for CNN but knew Larry King wouldn't hear it through
Bill O'Reily's an idiot, he ain't the only one with an opinion fool
E-mail this to my publicist so the media is gonna hear it too
You get on TV and get at me, then I'm gonna get on the CD and get at you

Uncle Sam says to pay your taxes, just to learn that I pay for classes
Part time hustle really ain't gonna last, so todays forecast is to make more cash
Its the morning news, news news, let em know the truth, truth, truth
Its the morning news, news news, let em know the truth, truth, truth
Its the morning news

In the strip club ballin', Bill Collecta keep calling
You ain't even tryna pay your bills, he show up and you dogging
White man balling, black man starving, looks like Al Sharpton found another cause to get
involved in
I cant hate to see a black man, and I don't hate to see a black hand
Crawling into that cookie jar cause theres plenty of dough up in that man
When your black and you educated people say "You ain't black man!"
May be black in your appearance but really whiter than Batman
CEO's are like slave masters and most of them don't even know it
Their employees are like slaves, work the bill but don't even own it
Your money right but your credit ain't, then the bank still wont loan it
If you're on top and ain't paying taxes then I hope you're enjoying your moment

Uncle Sam says to pay your taxes, just to learn that I pay for classes
Part time hustle really ain't gonna last, so todays forecast is to make more cash
Its the morning news, news news, let em know the truth, truth, truth
Its the morning news, news news, let em know the truth, truth, truth
Its the morning news

Hip-hop crunk music, hyphy music, slab music, sound like a nursing rhyme
Get a beat and rap to it, ain't speaking with a purpose, I'm gonna call it crap music
Y'all got your boys getting mad, my bad lets get back to it
Cigarettes are still causing cancer, and chronic smoke'll still get you high
In the streets or in the store, know a couple dollars wont get you by
Truth is a Paris Hilton jail cover story could never flop
For that sexy mug-shot I could get a million dollars a pop
Even Michaels in the media, they like to make examples of people just like you
Get involved and I bet the indite you, goto jail and I bet they don't write you
Yea, you ain't got a college degree then they'll say you're not intelligent
And if your class ain't Upper Class, then your opinion is irrelevant

Uncle Sam says to pay your taxes, just to learn that I pay for classes
Part time hustle really ain't gonna last, so todays forecast is to make more cash
Its the morning news, news news, let em know the truth, truth, truth
Its the morning news, news news, let em know the truth, truth, truth
Its the morning news

The world is crazy, every day I gotta wake up to this nonsense
Silly rappers think I'm worried about a punch-line
I show more purpose than your whole career in one line
Victory

 

[fox69]

"The One"

"The One"


[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking and impersonating "The Godfather"]
Hard hit assassin
Some people call him Chamillionaire
Other people call him King Koopa
A very dangerous guy, you know?
He's been workin with me for ten years
Let me call him in

[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Allow me to reintroduce myself, I am the one (one), that y'all try to copy (woo!)
I'm talkin disc, CD or like floppy
And I ain't standin next to y'all, so just crop me
Photoshop money, y'all can say that y'all top me (one)
Tell God I don't deserve this living (nah)
And tell Hugh Hef' I don't deserve his women
Got the Play Bunnies with the curls just swimmin
They say ask and you receive, so all the girls just give in (one)
Yeah, ya know the jealous ones envy
Glass is half full or the glass is half empty (fo' real?)
It doesn't matter 'cause you drunk, so don't tempt me
Your girl got a tattoo on her back that say "rent me" (one)
Outspend me and get to handcuffin
Stacks on deck but you know I'm a hand nothin
I give a pass just to hear ya man huffin
And puffin to his man like he done really did something (one)
Been killin the streets with all my product man
I drag mixtapes around in a body bag (woo)
(Ridin Dirty) and they knew it when they saw the tags
More ammunition in the trunk than the Saudis had (one)
Forget beef 'cause I proved that I'm the baddest
And y'all still question my USDA status (fo' real)
Y'all my children but I'm really embarrassed
But no Al Bundy with the money it's "Marriage" (one)
And you know who bootleggin me, you some rejects
Ducked the little blanks that you shootin like a reflex
I'm like The Hulk and I'm angered by your weak threats
I'm a oversized beast bustin out a V-neck (one)
I'm so creative and they created a art dealer
A artist that sells art for all of y'all figures
I don't discriminate with rappers, I'm a all killer
Godzilla, never, ever hurt by your artill-
ery (one) and I promise that I'm more than hype
Four of ten Texas rappers are my prototypes
If you gonna do it, then you got to do it more than right
That ain't no Hapoosa mayne, homie that's a motorcyc/psyche (one)
I'm on the flight, all my money's well spent (spent)
On Continental and a continent is where I went (went)
I hit the checking counter they be askin me for rent
I'm goin to hit ya chick and she won't ask me for a cent (one)
Told me that she bi and doesn't mean she bicoastal
Flow through, poke you, like a player supposed to
Runnin through your thoughts while you're sleepin like it's '02
H2 (yeah), O (yeah), you get wetter than a boat (woo, one)
Ever diss me then I'm the one that will promote you
Show you what it is 'til everybody know you
Hopeful, hope you don't ever get too vocal
'Cause I'm a just approach you when you do it and ch-choke you (one)

 

[fox69]

"The Real Thang"

"The Real Thang"


[Verse 1]
I gotta be honest
Bragging was really not the mission
Only way that they'll listen excuse me if you hear a contradiction
Yea I had a chick and
She had gave me a proposition
She was in love till I told her French ain't my type of kissin'
Them execs was dissin when I walked into that Def Jam audition
Should've threw my watch in they face and then said it's time to listen
Record label switching
Grinding 'cause I didn't have a pot to piss in
Feeling like I was fishin'
It was eating my food inside the kitchen
Before the second album
Sophomore jinx was just superstition
Who would've known that they would've been right
But I ain't tripping
Trying to be an artist
While they repaint the composition
I need recognition
Recognize ain't no competition

[Chorus:]
They said we wouldn't make it
But now they copying the style that they said would never blow wasn't no complaining
And now it seems like everywhere I go
Steady crawling
On them 4s (still crawling)
On them 4s (still balling)
On them 4s Still crawling on 4s mayne
On them 4s (still crawling)
On them 4s (still balling)
On them 4s
You can copy but you'll never ever be the real thing

[Verse 2]
Trying to hit 'em with some knowledge
They gon' respond and say it's garbage
If I say my cars is
Candy they tell ya he the hardest
Look at how you boys is
Talking bout cars in they garages
They just mirages if you believe 'em
You're retarded
I'm gonna grind regardless
Step in your castle steal your crown
Gotta give a pound
KJ and Nancy they still around
And I'm still the deepest
Spend my thesis you still will drown
And that XXL dude that said I would fail
YOU STILL A CLOWN
Can't get a digit or live it how could you even grade me
I'm the one who pay me
Personally give me money daily
Completely crazy
Talk to the streets the streets obey me
Go ahead and hate me
I don't give a 'F' like Weezy baby
The Cadillac looking cocky they set a standard to stop me
Swagger jackers that copy I think ya swagger is sloppy
I was just a child in the streets till I let Universal adopt me
But now I feel like I'm the man
If they ever plannin' to drop me
A kitchen drawer wit the flow
'cause I'm sharp as a utensil
Bring any writer I promise I'll break him like a pencil
Any instrumental
Rappers can't keep up with my mental
'cause they mental's simple
While my mental is monumental
Been had potential
Follow me cause of what I went through
While haters jock me
Copy my image like a stencil
Don't try to jack me
Give a message to those that sent you
I bet the pistol show up in ya face like it's a dimple
Smile, cha cha power!

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Should've betted in my chain
That I'm better than the game
I don't mean the rapper I mean every rapper that's in the game
This the little internet nerd that you say that I gotta prove it to
Alicia Keys
Keyshia Cole
Oh! My dough is beautiful
I throw three thousand in the air just to snap a Polaroid
Chamillinate anybody moving you're so destroyed
Ka-boom!
Say I'm dissin if you don't know the half
I'm digital download with the dough
You do the math
My money move I get statements so I can view my dollars
A one then a zero
Zero be leapin' all the commas
I can poke I promise
Baby look dope as Pocahontas
In the Bahamas
Counting money in my pajamas

 

[fox69]

"The Realeast Eva"

"The Realeast Eva"


[Chorus - Chamillionaire]
I'm the realest eva, no I don't need no proof
I'm-I'm the realest eva, no I don't need no proof
I'm-I'm-I'm the realest eva, no I'm the realest eva
No I'm the realest eva, no I don't need no proof

[Verse - Chamillionaire]
Yeah, racist people look at me like I'm a martian
Check the card, yeah my money lookin dark skinned
Tell the bank teller the black President just walked in
Pac-Man with the grands, I'm, I'm starvin
Fresh to death feelin like I'm in a coffin (yeah)
Take it with me, I'll get buried in my vault then (yeah)
Just watch your Queen baby like a poker cards fan
I tap that and then play her like GarageBand
Carson Daly baby, I be on that paper route
Did it, count it, took it to the bank, deposit, take it out
Uncle Sam be on the nuts but that ain't what I'm thinkin 'bout
Counterfeit the bank and countin, paid 'em with a fake amount (woo)
She ain't really wanna tell ya that she love me
I'm a hop out the closet and jump on ya chick like "Chuckie"
It's the Chamillionaire but they callin me "Mr. Money"
Throw some money my way and I bet I won't miss the money
H-Town where I'm a see ya, pullin my slab right down to feed her
H-Town, yeah I'm the leader, never met Oprah but I'm a meet her
Caddy clean, two seater, Excursion, a few seater
Stop beggin, 'cause my Benz'll turn into a not you seater
Cristal, don't ever drink it but I will get paid to think it
Upload this verse and link it, I sure Will like Jada Pinkett
Four wheels, fo's peel, fill it up, it cost four bills
Better not get in my way 'cause I'll turn y'all to roadkill, yeah

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"The Sound Of Revenge (Intro)"

"The Sound Of Revenge (Intro)"


[Verse 1]
Yeah, a lightning bolt strikes in the air, yeah, finally it's here
Cause y'all are the judge, the day of judgement finally is near
In your eye I see a tear, and it's remindin me of fear
Rap's been dead so long, so stop denyin what you feel
Dis payback for the fact that y'all ain't tryin to keep it real
Grim reaper that we call Revenge right beside ya in your ear
He's saying your time expired, time is finally due it's clear
Not sober mind is a weak mind and he's buyin you a beer - ha ha ha
Cheers... time for a toast (your heart's beatin, your heart's beatin)
To the haters that hate you the most (your heart's beatin)
And the friends that pretend to be your folks (your heart's beatin)
This is what revenge sounds like (your heart's beatin, your heart's beatin)
I hear your heart beatin, keep runnin your mouth, yeah

[Verse 2]
Your mouth runnin ahead of you, your mouth do what your legs should do
Let me walk to the edge with you, jump off of it, it
It sounds like your ready to, cause these rappers are terrible
And the game is unbearable but I'ma fix, fix
This feeling that's dead in you got your brains like a vegetable
Use the Pro Tools and tell em to edit it, it
Switch to somethin that's better fool, turn it up what you better do
When I'm bringing revenge to you it sounds like this, this, this
Somebody call the doctor (you're not breathin, you're not breathin)
They ain't gonna be well after this one right here
You're not breathin (you're not breathin, you're not breathin)
Just make sure they learn the name (you're not breathin)
that's about to be runnin the game (you're not breathin)
Tell 'em the name ... Chamillitary mayne

[Verse 3]
Shoulda heard what I was tellin you, I don't do what the jealous do
I don't hate when a nigga make it, cause I'm smarter and better too
You run when they tell you to but I move when I'm ready to
If you stop to take a breather, see that I'm light years ahead of you
Y'all musta thought y'all wasn't gonna have to see me or somethin
(I'm not leavin, I'm not leavin)
Houston, Texas, I'm here now ( I'm not leavin, I'm not leavin)
Anybody gotta problem? (I'm not leavin)
Speak now or forever hold your peace (I'm not leavin)

[Verse 4]
The feeling's great cause they pay me, I expect some hatred so daily
I'm sticking the middle finger up like the feeling's mutual baby
The franchise and they say that the future can't really trade me
In Houston, I'm number one like I'm in the place of McGrady
But keep on pacing it baby, the full truth has arrived
If they ask you about you nigga, you fin' to lie
They ask me about me and hear a truthful reply
They said they seem none better than me so hear the truth wit'cha eyes

[Chorus]
Better go take over befo' it rains
Cause I'd hate to say that I told you mayne
I know, I know what you're gonna say... but have it your way
I know these haters is gonna hate
And I see that angry look on your face
Tell 'em _Sound of Revenge_ is on the way... this isn't your day
Lookin for the truth, they ask me where have you been?
(Where have you been? Where have you been?)
Getting ready for these haters, I got somethin for them
(Somethin for them, somethin for them)
You're real quiet 'til you think you hear a sound in the wind
(Sound in the wind, sound in the wind)
You turn around cause you think you hear that sound once again
You hear that? (Yeah what's that?)
That's _The Sound of Revenge_ [gunshots]

[Female]
See, I told you
That's what happens when you get on his bad side
Ha ha ha
Chamillitary mayne! ...
And now, for _The Sound of Revenge_

 

[fox69]

"The Truth"

"The Truth"


[Chamillionaire - Talking]
Yeah...
Chamillionaire..Mixtape Messiah baby
Always wanna know something bout me man
Wanna know somethin bout me?
Don't judge me..don't judge me by my music
And don't judge me bout what you heard about me either
Chamillionaire..listen

Ay, My father was Muslim my momma's a Christian
I couldn't even look surprised when they said they was splittin'
Wasn't no bacon or grits in, off in the kitchen
It was missin', plate was full of non-nutrition
I was born skinny the hunger was forced in me
To get angry at my lifestyle, no smile wasn't born friendly
Born with a thorn in me, I'm scorned so I'm pourin' Remi
I'm thinkin' that's boys feel me, but boys is avoidin' me
Oh, got to excuse me for givin' you the truth
And being the type to give proof that you givin' an excuse
You gotta excuse me for gettin' in the booth,
and keepin' it real about life while you livin' in the poof...
fantasy, damnit he, isn't as big a man as me
If I tell him the truth he need to hear then he gettin' mad at me
The truth could hit ya as hard as assault & battery,
and make people that used to run with me switch up and challenge me
But ain't we family? yall forgettin' what yall were
Forget what ya boy heard, cuz this is 'bout more words
It's all 'bout communication but niggas ignore verbs
If ya boy shouted I'm hatin', then that got ya boy served
Don't deny it if you a man, so you should be man enough
I'm far from feminine we take pisses while standin' up
They smokin' on cannibus while they tell us they jammin' us
Look a fan in the face and ask em' "Are you a true fan or what"?
"Are you really a fan of us"? or are you type to switch
and get pissed and bootleg the disc cuz I'm not, droppin' em' quick
They love ya and then they diss, they hug ya and then they hiss
They happy when you arrive and go right back to being pissed
Honestly man, I don't really even give a damn
Instead of being who you want me to be I be who I'am
I'm livin' life of my family and live life of Cham'
I don't live life for my fans
And don't, switch up my words just let me explain my thought
I appreciate ya support, I appreciate if ya bought,
my cd's with all ya heart but this music is just an art
But it's not as precious as life in the middle is where I'm caught
Lookin' out for my people, my motive is never evil
My motive was never see-through, my motive was always equal
Outsiders would lie and try to promote it they out (to) decieve you
They give a notice to you, but don't give a notice to me too
Ya, that's somethin' I call divide and conquer
They try to get inside the monster to divide the monster
So they can become the monster, then they'll try to stomp ya
Inside the circle of friends is where you'll find imposters
To hell with yall niggas

[Chamillionaire Talks about all the controversy and clears all the rumors]
[Song Ends after Talking]

 

[fox69]

"The Truth Is Back!!!"

"The Truth Is Back!!!"


Southern Smoke..

[Hook]
You hear a lot of music, but it's boring
You hear a lot of flows, but don't enjoy 'em
You hear a lot of albums, and you snoring
But the truth is back, now they say where you been
Cause we ain't really seen you out performing
You back up in the streets, you hot you're boiling
Chamillitary click, is the click they wanting
You know that OG Ron C, gon screw it for them

[Chamillionaire]
A lot of DJ's, didn't wanna mess with the kid
But like dancers that love to strip, they back up on my dick
And of course, maybe it's because of the fact that I'm rich
And the diamonds up on my wrist, look like a package of piss
Looked like they pissed, in a ice cube tray
Put it in the freezer, so by the next day
They could put it on my wrist, so that I could display
Yellow ice looks like butter, but it isn't parquet
Hey, well let me tell you how I did it then
Stepped up the mixtapes, and put 'em in every city man
Send 'em Greyhound, in every other city and
Wallet the size of Guerilla Black's, or Biggie's hand (baby-baby)
And I got plenty mo' to do dog, that's true y'all
Chamillitary is the click, if that's what you thought
Yellow green red white blue, and my new jaw
Check out the paint, same colors cover my new car
When it come to getting fed, I'm the baker with the bread
Know exactly what they said, voices ain't just in my head
Get back up in the streets, so the rumors can be dead
Cause I'm the rapper that they dread, like Lil' Wayne's head
Bumba claat watch, now watch me I'm the one to watch
One with a lot of colored cubes, and a bunch of blocks
And the watch, and them girls that be coming out
The closet with a friend, meet her I just wanna watch
Chamillion-ator's on the way, that's who saving the day
After the math I bust a rhyme, rapping after you pay
Niggaz say they songs jamming, yeah that's just what they say
Like Part 2 of that Kelly song, they end up being gay
But it ain't Weezy, it ain't even B.G
Because how much I push the cash money, they don't believe me
Turn on the DVD, and the c.d
Don't watch me, homeboy watch T.V
Head rest, 7.5 Clarion
You ain't trying to see me shine, you could carry on
Haters hate, and that's the reason that I carry one
Make a home run and run home, like Barry Bonds
Yeah, I got 'em shook in a towel
Ron Artest of rap ha-ha, look at me now
Single handedly, handle the suckers up in the crowd
Fist to your lip you'll get whipped, while they kicking me out
Ouch, cause that looked like it hurt
And the worst part about it, is it looks like the dirt
Getting acquainted with your shirt, become one with the turf
As I watch you fall down, and tell you just what you worth
You no good, dirty rotten scoundrel
I pull these hoes, like promoters out of town do
I get mail, like workers in the color brown do
Chamillion you're the best, can't nobody out sound you
Chad Hugo to Pharrell, I'm the star on the track
Look at my diamonds, and see how many broads they attract
And it's true in the studio, they on my balls and my sack
Say it's a hit, before Chamillionaire even start on a track
I pull up in slow motion, like my car on a flat
Trunk going up, like directions that you saw on a map
I wear the multi-colors now, but that's part of the fact
That I stay throwing up the rocks, like the Carter was back
It's the Roc, psyche nigga it's not
But it's prolly a rock sized bullet, up in it's pop
Sorry mayn I forgot, to put the heater on lock
But didn't forget the underground, lock it up for my spot
I'm back, and I'm too hot

[Hook]

Southern Smoke, Southern Smoke