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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'
[Rasaq Talking]
Yeah!, It's Rasaq boy (get throwed)
Color Change independent mayne (get throwed)
Color Changin' Click (get throwed), (get throwed), (get throwed), Yeah nigga!
They don't know who I be

[Chorus - Rasaq]
Who I be?, It's Rasaq fool
Big chrome runnin' shoes
5th wheel behind you, big grill in front of you
Who I be?
Color Changin' under you
Silver coat under blue, 22's comin' thru

[Rasaq]
Call me platinum plus
hoppin' out the cadillac bus
In my low tippin' 4's, like I'm gon' off that tus
got tennis shoes under, my drippin' new hummer
Carrots in my mouth, rocks round as a cucumber
The 2004, color changin' on the doors
Trunk bang and glow like I'm bangin' on ya door
Dripped up and down, leather on my spine
Candy Brougham, look like 2 cars combined
Plasma screens showin' from the front and behind
Headrest, dashboard, I'ma pull us around
The boys on the streets say Rasaq is the answer
Cuz the candy Roadmaster, look like a jolly rancher
If I was you, I'd be hatin' me too
cuz I'm sittin' sideways like a playstation 2
Vacation for 2, off the lake in Peru
girls ridin' P.P., private planes when they flew
When they, acheww! excuse me, I had to sneeze
Cuz after the breeze is my allergies
Rims blowin' in the wind, I'm sittin' as throw'd as him
Totin' a toast up in the butter that I'm posted in
I'ma plastic surgeon, I'm changin' myself a skin
When the beef is open, all you see is a cobra trim
I take that back, all you see is a gold grin
Big grown men in my mouth when it's frozen
When I ride slab I let the U.S. know
They mistake the foreign for a U.F.O
I never seen that before, my lac is low
Neons on the back 'll glow, that's fa'sho
They call my 4-do the Oprah show
Look in the seats man it's mostly hoes
Squatin' low on 4's, mostly vogues
I'ma slow poke, with spokes and bo's
When I come down, trunk open close
Woman on my hood, posin' dough
Do-bands on my door just to hold the fold
I'ma hog lanes like I stole the road

[Chorus - Rasaq]
Who I be?, It's Rasaq fool
Big chrome runnin' shoes
5th wheel behind you, big grill in front of you
Who I be?
Color Changin' under you
Silver coat under blue, 22's comin' thru