Chamillionaire — Hero Freestyle

INTRO: I'm ready to get it started You betta tell em the hardest You hate on me then you retarted I'ma get mine regardless I'm seein the rap the games needin me to come back to the mixtapes and relieve them Fans geekin and rap sales peakin sayin they need of someone to believe in I'm seein that they ain't me I'll wreck pollo beat for no apparent reason And I think its huntin season So I'm cockin back and squeezing Hahaa (VERSE 1:) Look at the fans talkin bout who spit better lines I don't know what you're doing but prepare for mines I don't just spit a line better than Kevin Federline You better tell I'm really better than who ever rhyme Hold up let me out this chair Hear y'all talkin bout ya hustles ain't no profit there Hear ya talkin bout ya deals but that ain't profit square Y'all get lil royalties, I get profit share What up 50, what up Buck, what up Lupe, what up Game What up Jeezy, what up Luda, what up T.I, what up Wayne And now just 'cuz I say ya name it doesn't mean I'm insane Cuz I'm shoutin out all the artists that make me step up my game If I say I'm better than 50 his fans gonna complain If I say I'm better than Wayne his fans will do the same I don't wanna ruffle feathers so maybe I should explain Maybe its M.O.E. Me Over Everythang I'm better than you know who so better that its a shame I'm better than lil mama, I'm better lil zane I'm better than lil blang imbead it in your brain I'm better than every rapper that rap wit a lil name hahah You should be pissed that I'm pissed I know some of my past records was a hit or miss Don't try to twist up my ish and twist it into a diss If you gon twist up what said then you should twist it this Lauren London can get kissed on the lips And bill O' Reilly and Don Imus can get hit wit a fist Hakeem I'm the dream stop missin the swish And MTV my name is what ya missed on the list Wait let me rewind I really don't want them To think I'm tryin to diss I realy just want them To know I'm not the type that will take Lauren to London Matter fact Lauren be lucky if I take her to lunch man Its the king of the hill from the land trill What up Police? Can't you see I'm movin' in for the kill Either I could drop one song a year like a Skillz Or we could get off in the streets its time to pay these bills Gas prices gettin high and I'm knowin I got a fleet I'm skinny than a motha I'm knowin I gotta eat So any rapper out here that no that they got a beat Better never ever allow the instrumental to leak Studio everyday and I'm lettin em loose Black and decker in the trunk it ain't nothin but tools Wanna run a money marathon it ain't nothin to prove My closet lookin like a stadium its nothin but shoes J. Millz I ain't forgot about the cover you gave me I appreciate it G, I'm still one of them crazy Rebels out the Texas and I'm runnin 'em daily Now I'm back off in the streets like F you pay me For jackin' the Texas swagger Famous hand me the dagger Nah nevermind cuz these fakers don't even matter Mixtape Messiah 4 august 27th And it's just a throw away I got a draw full of em lets go! (VERSE 2:) They offended by words but you can tell it's fear They say ball til you fall the fall is never near They all sayin' that they ball who you tellin dear? I manage a whole lotta money like Kenneth Crear Manage a whole lotta money like Shaka Zulu You think that I ain't good at rhymin' (ramen) you out ya noodle Safe sex mayne ya label tryin to prostitute you I'm on the grind up earlier than the cockadoodle What up Killer Mike its grind time mayne Rap game in my aim I'm like bang bang bang Only rappers gettin mad the ones who can't maintain Now the rappers gettin back to the mixtapes mayne First they tried to hate when I left said I'm history Came back they tellin me they miss me Twenty g's for this watch are you sick G A .com on my arm thisis50 Hataz talkin actin like they some motormouths And I'ma automatic start and turn ya motor off The crib big, MTV can't even show the house Cuz it would take 30 minutes for them to show the couch F sales (what ya mean) bank account is great Wreckin it since 98 and never took a break Until recently throwin my Rob back in the lake Rap game tried to give me kibbles till I took the steak Stop barkin baby I'm not starvin Gettin bucks you crazy, I'm ill walkin' Ya concience is talkin about caution Slit ya wrist (slit) I'm Sharper than Al Sharpton Outro: Koopa, Easy