Come back to the streets, yea 

Chamillionaire

Even when i'm not there and i'm here like air

(Keep sayin my name)

Fresh off the plane from Spain and uh

(Keep sayin my name)

Back to playin the rap game, its yours truly

Come on, say it with me

Chamillitary mayne

You should worry bout you while you worry bout me

At the top of the charts is where you know that I'll be

I got the streets on lock and I'm insertin my key

I got the game on smash

Come back to the streets 





Had to make a couple trips to the islands

Now i'm internationally known

Had to make another switch with

My provider got the international phone

Had to add a little bit to the rider

First class have I asked to be flown

And they keep callin me, tellin me get back in your zone

These boys is cartoon characters, too much imagination

Just a little too much animation from the maker

They know Cham can erase them

Travelled all over the world

And my experience is

Yall experienceless, yall aint experienced shit

I grabbed the grammy, I hold the one

Got plenty strikes, way more than some

Hush your mouth please, hold your tongue

No obstacle could ever slow my run

When it come to rappin I'm the coldest one

Put my hand in the air and I froze the sun

Got the platinum plaque, not the golden one

And I look at yall like I told ya uhh

Been a boss, win them cars, pull up I bet ya that menopause

Yea menopause like women drawers

Yea I bet i show ya how to kill that noise

Phantom of the opera pass em by your copper

In the new phantom, phantom is a dropper

Cash I got a lot you mad cuz you are not the talk up in the streets

And mad cuz you are not, uh

They say its got to be street

They say its got to be street, don't go commercial Koopa

Its got to be street

Major label aint the only thing universal about me

Come back to the streets 

And gimmick rappers they focus, most of these jokers is chokers

But I don't even play poker, pull em down your cheesy lookin posters

They look up to me like a bird

I look down on em like the curb

My movement lookin like its movin

Your movement look like a *screeeech*



They callin me

Come back to the streets

(Keep sayin my name)

They callin me, they callin me

(Keep sayin my name)

They callin me

(Keep sayin my name)

Come back to the streets

You should worry bout you while you worry bout me

At the top of the charts is where you know that I'll be

I got the streets on lock and I'm insertin my key

Come back to the streets 





Yea, the life I live is just like a movie

Every corporation, they tryna sue me

Phony people be tryna glue me

Till they side they try stick it to me

Lucky for me I got the tooley

Not black and decker but its black I bet ya

Stay in the streets, do that for pleasure

So much paper they ask to measure

When the ruler or stackin moula

Is speakin to ya don't interrupt

Middle finga up on the ceiling

Somebody gon eff you up

Don't let the black tux fool ya cuz I am not the one

I come out the suit like Clark Kent to make sure your done

Rappers aint real, rappers they fakers and frontas

They caucasian in the winter then turn Jamaican in the summer

Flippin with Pitman and Straw you know they aint just some gunnaz

Personal trainers thatll brang a couple thangs and make you a runner

Gotta like the producers that made this track

The producers who made ya stacks

Some of you losers need ta face the facts

Put up the duece the ace is back

Take out the rappers you think are whack

Put Chamillitary in place of that

Watch how I erase em and take the plaques

Then I unloosen a case of