(*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