Keep Hating, Pt2 Lyrics - Mixtape Messiah, Vol. 5 - Chamillionaire

[Chamillionaire] 

I'm like Floyd Mayweather 

I flow better, my dough better 

Fast or slow, whatever you want to do let's go 

You already know I go hard 

I am the mixtape circuit god 

Flow like a butterfly, sting like a nah 

A bee don't sting as hard as C 

You won't live after you get stung by me 

No pay-per-view though, you can get that for free 

Chamillionaire dot com, Don King 

Get in the ring, ding, ding 

I'm ready to go, eight rounds, nine rounds 

Matter of fact, we gon' knock 'em out first round 

We gon' knock 'em out first round 

Never heard another rapper bragging this much 

That's because I get it hater, shut the F up 

No one on the corner got a swagger this tough 

I'm the only around that's getting money like Puff 

Grabbing my nuts while they turn my mic up 

Losers on the net tryna tell me I suck 

Couldn't name a rapper that I couldn't light up 

And I realised I just had another light bulb 

Bright idea just like my ear 

Maybe I should diss a mother-F to get press 

Maybe I should tell Canada I go harder 

than all other artists and I am the best 

Yes, I am Texas, I am freshest 

Got to come down, got to come down 

And when it come to spitting the fast or slow rhyme 

I'm Jay and JazO and Twista combined 

City I rule, ain't getting at you 

Because me verse you isn't really a duel 

I pity the fool that try to get in my jewels 

Tell security to move and just give me my tool 

I'm after your honey like I'm Winnie the Pooh 

I'm telling her to strip down and get in my pool 

She thinking is that what she really should do 

And now she taking off her shirt and she telling me cool 

Got all the paper, I ball my paper 

And throw it down the toilet like it's toilet paper 

Ain't my birthday but they knowing I'm caked up 

Forget a super head homie, y'all can take her 

I'm throwed in the game, you know I'm insane 

With no curse words like the old Lil Wayne 

I'm better than Michael, yep better than Jordan 

Matter of fact I'm the Kobe Bryant of recording 

You ain't important, I am the man 

Do it all again homie, that's the plan 

And if it don't work then I'ma get it demand 

I got a clause in my contract that say that I can 

Mixtape god of the mixtape art 

Benchwarmers better play they mixtape part 

You a retard, get played hard 

Go against me and that's a mistake boy 

Paparazzi still tryna take my photo 

Got a drop top when I hop in my photo 

I be by myself cause these boys act homo 

And I don't mess with y'all, yep I still roll solo 

If you disrespect me then I'm not respect you 

If you don't respect me then I'm yelling F you 

I treat you like a stepchild you don't wanna step to 

The mixtape god so I'm yelling bless you