Ay!, Houston, Texas (Houston, Texas)
Chamillionaire, The Mixtape Messiah
Haha, I feel like niggaz need to show some respect off in here mayne
Tell `em the name (tell `em the name) - Chamillitary mayne
[Chorus: Chamillionaire]
I hear ya talkin` that talk, I heard you was talkin` bout me
Soon as I ask who you talkin` too, you reply wit` nah it`s not me
No bite for all of that barkin`, cow-mad that y`all ain`t got me
They ain`t keepin` it real like they talkin`, pussy niggaz is all that I see
[Chamillionaire]
You could be hungry, ugly, chubby, homeless, crippled and blind
And still be better off than niggaz talkin lip to a nine
I hit that track wit` David Banner, talk that lip to me now
Pussy niggaz like to hide, pop up on `em suprise!
Tired of lettin` niggaz ride gave `em too many times
I`m sick of tryin`, sick `em huh, flippin` and flyin`
Now they got me yellin` out WHAT! like a skit from Jon
Chamillitary ain`t gon` ride, y`all need to quit ya lying
Cuz ya know that ya falsifying niggaz know they can`t stop the giant
It just shows that`ll stop the crying, move over this spot is mine
Take over it`s about the time, I`ma put all these boys in line
Couldn`t walk a inch in my shoes but you know can drop and tie em`
[Chorus]
[David Banner]
If it jumps off, it jumps off - let the front of the pumps off
sumthin` that`ll knock ya fuckin` lump off
Think I`m bama, think I`m country well I`am bitch
And I got bullets I can share and I ain`t selfish
Dirty boy I got just what you need
Them slugs that`ll fly through trees and knock off knees
Knock off kids, knock off peers -
Got beats that`ll knock by ?, wrong-buck get ya throat cut
Catch a buck 5th, watch yo chest lift
Dope rhymes, cuz the small lines take a sniff
Bitch I`m tryna make ya nose bleed
Like Russians bustin` the shit out Apollo creed
I`ma ride!
[Chorus]
[Chamillionaire]
Respect the messiah, ay where the hell is ya manners man?
Knock ya off of ya henges like you got hit wit a batter-ram
You`ll be stupid for challengin`, knock ya outta ya skeleton
You`ll be down on the floor like a Lil` Flippa or Banner fan
The hustle man, I hustle a grand, that dude in Atlant` it
Then what I do wit it? Flip it, kinda like that dude that he mad at
I`m talkin` stops when I rocket, it`s sendin` you out the planet
You`ll be just timber-in-a-lake like that dude feelin` Janet
That could get you shot at damaged, I bet that you cry or panic
That could get you cut, beat the hell up, then goodbye or vanish
Put ya feet on the concrete, I hope that you got `em planted
Now stand-flat, so I can blaat!, make you loose all your balance
Koopa
[Chorus]
