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The Mixtape Messiah
Disc 1
01. I'm da King
02. Shut Up (interlude)
03. You Got Wrecked
04. New Name (interlude)
05. Who They Want
06. I Mean There
07. Run You Out the Game
08. Not Friendly
09. Roll Call
10. Talk Show (interlude)
11. Gun Smoke
12. Drag 'em in the River (remix)
13. What Would You Say
14. Switch Styles
15. Body Rock
16. Step Into My Room
17. Answer Machine (interlude)
18. I'm Busy
19. Put It in Slow Motion
20. Screw Jams
21. [untitled]
22. I Had a Dream
23. The Truth
Disc 2
01. I'm da King
02. Roll Call
03. I'm a Balla
04. Who They Want
05. On Yo Azz
06. What Would You Do
07. Pimp Drill
08. I Mean That There
09. Run You Out the Game
10. Switch Styles
11. I Had a Dream
12. O.G. Ron C Guttamix
13. Body Rock
14. We on Fire
15. You Got Wrecked
16. Not Friendly
17. Gun Smoke
18. Answer Machine
Disc 3
01. Front to Back
02. Who I Be
03. Gun Smoke
04. We Gonna Ride
05. I Be Comin Down (Screwed)
06. Call Some Hoes
07. I Got Hoes (Screwed)
08. On Yo Azz
09. Texas Boys
10. Hey Lady
11. Pimp Drill
12. Panky Rang Interlude
13. Hurtin' Em Bad
14. We on Fire
15. I'm a Balla
16. I Tip Down
17. Who They Want
18. Platinum Stars
19. Tippin' Slow
20. Still Tippin'
Get them Southside niggaz on yo azz (on yo azz)
Get them Eastside niggaz on yo azz (on yo azz)
Get them Westside niggaz on yo azz (on yo azz)
Get them Northside niggaz on yo azz (on yo azz)
Oh we them real muthafucker's, real muthafucker's, real (what you gon' do?)
Real muthafucker's, real muthafucker's (what you gon' do?)
We some real muthafucker's, real muthafucker's, real (what you gon' do?)
Real muthafucker's, real muthafucker's

[Chamillionaire]
Koopa.
This is the day that they dreaded, they say Chamillion don't let it
get you upset, I'm upset if you needin' peace, you can forget it
Go tell them the villian is comin', they know I'm the realest that run it
Color Change guerillas gon' run it, you gimmick niggaz better punt it
Now it's too late, you don' done it, no stingy label can rape me
Let's see how fast you apply since you thought I was gettin' lazy
The hood don' told me you shady, but you don't know it yet baby
They told me everything about you, even know the name of yo lady
Ay didn't ya girl go to J.V., guess what I went there too baby
If you thinkin' I can't expose yo ass worse then this then you crazy
Yo own hood don't even like you, they like "Chamillionaire is gravy"
Niggaz like Rock-A-Bye baby, cockin' .380's on the daily
Yo best bet's on baby, ain't gotta call the hood baby
My heater heavy I feel bout 50 pounds more then I weight see
fam and the niggaz don't make me, since you don't make me, can't break me
My crib $250, 000 I'm livin' in housin' and payment
I got the Vegas in maitenence, thought you was makin' lil statements
Showin' yo crib like you ballin' big, I was killin' em' with patience
Them pussy niggaz can't face him, they wanna erase him like Jason
But now they shakin' and pacing, like how the hell we gon' face him
I can't believe that you doubted me, while you was talkin' down on me
You ain't realize the people that you was around was all down with me
But I won't say no names, no trace of snitchin' inside of me
But I live by the G-Code, and you don't live by the boundaries
-Get Him!