Chamillionaire

Chamillionaire - Chamillionaire'S Motivation lyrics

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(*talking*)

Better get it resolved nigga, (get it resolved baby)

Better get it resolved nigga, (you got a problem)

It's your's truly, Chamillionaire the Mixtape Messiah

In here with DJ Smallz, Man On Fire I got th streets mayn

If I don't got it, then I'm gonna get it (I know you hating)

But it's cool I got some'ing for that, October 4th

"The Sound of Revenge", that's what it is pimp

[Intro]

I know you hate, cause I'm the man on fire

Other known, as the Mixtape Messiah

I know you hate, the colored diamonds I'm rocking

Top drop, chameleon paint flip-flopping

I know you hate, the way I got my do'

Hate when they tell you, I'm about to blow

Now they asking, why we hate eachother

Niggaz hate niggaz fake, so I keep it gutter

[Chamillionaire]

Rapper I think not, like Thugger man I ain't heard of that

The album dropping, sign on the wall gon say refer to placks

Don't talk to me, nigga move around as I turn the Lac

Hop out and I watch how that console, on that wood sturn detach

The public love it, cause base say you don't deserve the tracks

Accapella never ever ever, done said a word of fact

Go find the damage, and it punched and inserted that

Send 'em back to pro-tool school, you go and learn to rap

Present is what it is, and that means that it ain't no turning back

You can bleach your shirt, if you white then it ain't no turning black

But listen close, cause it prolly didn't occur to that cat

That he can see me and easily beef, I serve him that

I don't spit that murder rap, rapping wise I murder cats

Lyrical plack, better wipe it off like you had some dirt attached

Rapping guys, need to realize when they turn the rap

Book pagr look mayn, get it popping it's like the Cornel's back

It's Koopa, still take home the trophy with no assist

Ain't none of 'em on my level, and now you just noticed this

Now you just know they pissed, when you say who the thoedest is

Getting mad and they throw a fit, get mad and I throw my fist

I don't lose sleep for haters, I won't be up later

When Ron Cizzle getting paper, I won't be no hater

Movie Festival, I'm watching "How To Be A Player"

But then it changed to what channel, "How To Be A Traitor"

BKT to Ron C, Lil' Flip then me

These traitors doing so much traiting, looks like they god damn flea

Mark it but park it, while I tell you why these boys hate me

Cause I'm exactly what these other suckers, just can't be

And that's the truth baby, don't get me started again

Cause this time the nail in the coffin, and I'm bombing on them

Say my name on wax for me, wish your boy with a Tim'

DJ's know that I'm bringing drama, like that Squad full of Pimps

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