[Intro:]

I don't really know if it's dead or alive

They called for an ambulance

They said one of them won't be able to make 'til March 27

But in the mean time I'll give it a check up



[Chorus: x2]

Hip-hop just died here's a warning

(somebody ring the alarm)

Hip-hop just died here's a warning

(somebody ring the alarm)

Hip-hop just died here's a warning

That revenge is coming (It's coming back for..)

(It's coming back for revenge)



[Chamillionaire: talking over chorus]

Man I don't even know if hip-hop is dead

But I do know that some of the bigest retails stores is going out of business

Record sales ain't doing what they use to do

Remember when you use to be able to go 4, 5 million sold

Now everybody having trouble to go gold man

It's a lot of good music coming out the south

And a lot of non-sense coming out the south

But I can't blame no artist

I blame corporate america for the downfall of rap



[Chamillionaire:]

If hip-hop should die before I'm great(yea)

I'ma do more than just murder a mixtape

I'ma do more than just murder a mixtape

I'ma do more than just murder a mixtape(chea)

Pollution I smell that in the breeze

But let's try not to get mad at the trees

Tell 'em all not to get mad at the leaves

Let's get mad at the idiots that planted the seeds

When it come to mixtapes, I'm know as the Messiah

I influence these other rappers to get tighter

Go to every label and murder the checkwriter

Who ever hired him, we should prey that he will get fired

And soon as they kick him out on Broadway

Show him how to make his hip-hop the hard way

I bring the whole south with me, you should just call me

And we can make a piñata out of him all day

Chea, and I ain't even finna be gentle

You can murder Seline for sending me the instrumental

It ain't coincidental how they can get in your mental

Then the minute you see it they tell you it was accidental(accidental)

All rich rappers do is complain, everybody arguing to be on top of the game

9 out of 10 rap about copping them thangs

Or how the gat go braat, braat, braat, braat when it bang

And it seems like H-town got that popular slang

Platinum grills everybody else copping the same

Platinum grills everybody else copping the same

Then everybody run to that like it's the poppinest thang

What is that man? Where the hell your swagger at?

Who gon be the first to bring the old swagger back?

Doing what I do seems like boys mad at that

You was sharp homie, where the hell is your dagger at?

I was a fan sitting up in the stands

When it was M-E-T-H-O-D MAN

You hear M-E-T-H-O-D for Cham

Rakim was still thinking of a master plan

And it worked, and now I'ma fit up in my place

Stay humble, stay focused, and show that I got grace

You better not point the burner to my face

Better load up the burner and then turn it to myspace

The same rapper than die hard, Bruce Willis with a vest under the Izod

Wanna beat you? Man I ain't got to try hard

You getting beat by the Internet and your Ipod

The label don't want you to be Master P

Took the Master and put it right after P

Bump it master, but I won't let it master me

You're an idiot if you're giving up your masters free

Corporate America is f-ing up the rap game

While we argue about which rapper got the phat chain

You real gangsta you pulling out your gat man

The real gangsta who ever own the rap name

Like Busta said "you should give a performance"

That's the truth us rappers shouldn't try and avoid it

If you're married the game go ahead and divorce it

Especially if it's rap we ain't even enjoying it

Yea I'am not going to point a "K" at a magazine

Because of what someone say in a magazine

I can..pull out my chain yellin 'Bada Bling'

Or on a G4 plane sitting by the wing

Telling you "the leather feel good don't it?"

For 50 thou you'll have a real good moment

The plane's landed by the pilot that flown it

I am not an idiot cause I'm trying to own it

Little kids look at me and say that "you best"

1.3 million in the U.S. some label exec gettting in a new desk

I get an award they tell me that I'm too blessed

Honestly it just excited my family

I just hide the medicine inside of the candy

Get cured by the music blasting out of your camry

If not I'll hide the medicine inside of your brandy

Cuz I know that yall boys gotta be drunk

To think that Chamillionaire gonna be a industry punk

I'm a in-da-streets problem you will get stomped

Get criss-cross off when the kid jump

Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this(Jump)

Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this(Jump)

Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this(Jump)

Some of them try to rhyme but they can't

Because I'm the miggity miggity mack that stacks the plat plaques

But rap is so wack so I'm back to spit crack

March 27th I'm back and that's fact

So rappers that can't rap get ready cuz it's a wrap