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Roll Call Reloaded

Chamillionaire

Mixtape Messiah, Vol. 4

2008

over the head with a bottle if your wallet hollow

[Verse 8 - Chamillionaire - imitating Bushwick Bill]
Your mind playin tricks if it's not me your askin

The Sacrilege of Fatal Arms

Jedi Mind Tricks

Violence Begets Violence

2011

The kind of music you play scares people. Why shouldn't people be scared by you?

Vinnie scream fuck the world like Shakur
Y'all ain't never

Hook

It’s the tale of 3 desperadoes 
They gave no fucks or sorrow
Where the women were they followed
Leaving trails of broken bottles


Dusty Leigh

I'll Razor your whole face off
We the contrast, we the best
Exodus to the rest I'm Paul Baloff
Stay soft like ya genitals cuz I'm a general
I'm

I'm from the 3 ain't no chris paul
Standing on blocks with
The work in my draws
Still cop my kicks from security mall
I can get u some lines
My nigga

out the roof
Shinin' like Paul Wall's tooth
Got girls coming by the group
No cologne on, but I smell like Snoop
Hit the club, 'bout 40 plus
It's 30

addicted to Synthetics
And now I'm Schitzophrenic  
I'll even have Logan Paul 
Hanging like Chester Bennington when I grab The Remington 
I'll even beat

Cuz I'm Staring at the bottom of the bottle gotta fondle all the pills
Getting stressed out with all the bills
Cold hearted no feels, hella chills
When

man
Uh, cause I'm a Renaissance Man
Check it, niggas looking up to me, like I'm their role model
Vegas for the weekend, pink elephants from Gold bottles

ball
To a white boy call him Paul Wall
He say I smell like a whole zoneee
I got weed in my draws
Racks in my pocket, I'm in a rush
Trapped out

mild
I heater like pyros
Cuban link, Paul hit my line
That boy got a roster its Fergie time
Amin in the 6
Watching my 6
Patek the wrist
The way that

Feeling the greetings from Paul 
Imma spread the Gospel 
I don't care what they saying at all 
They tryna keep me hostel 
Shout out to the apostles

tears fall and seep
Deep into my pillow
Mind race like the Indy 500
Spine tingling in my slumber
Paralyzed by the truths of my life
Turn onto my cheek

like snow that mask all of the winter
So what do we do when nothing last forever

Take a sip of the potion and lean
Probably by now would have ruined my

of privilege
And there's your telltale fingerprints
On the pastis bottle in his fridge
And your diplomatic number plates
Just seem a trifle rich
Pack up that

Norwood niggas kicked it and missed for they team
Jack Paul wit it told niggas come get in the ring
Ever since I linked up wit dirty my shit getting clean

your heroes
Check your pockets
They robbin
Peter paying Paul your info
Please remain involved
Or hide behind your firewall
And keep your mouth shut

distractions, I should focus on me
I'm in the eight-six-oh, right by the junction
Thinking where will I go, which way I'm headed for this function (will I)
This

never falling
Never said that I'm flawless
Still calling unto the Lord
Trynna figure out what's my calling
I take it in by the moment
Think I know where

a couple giraffes in a mosh pit
And a wine bottle if you whine then rounds fire
Pop tops like we around fire the riot wilder with rottweilers cop sirens

need drug money all my bread legit
Got it comin' in you can tell by my fit
And I got these niggas mad 'cause I'm poppin' like a zit, I'm gone

You know I

at country side
There is no city we can buy only bottle of wine
Nobody wanna say anything that we want to drink
That men I'm sure just live their know nothing

To the craft that I chose on the road straight to Paris and

Niggas be embarrassed by the shit that ain’t embarrassing

Why do niggas always mix confidence

a peasant in the presence of a god
Here to smit u for ya sins, here to judge you for ya wrongs
I was raised by hip-hop, Pac, Nas, UGK
Young OutKast, bitch I'm