paroles de chanson Victory - Chamillionaire
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
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