Void In My Life
[Hook]
When I look back at my life, I realize-realize something ain't right
I'm missing you Lord, in my life make it right
I got something to decide, just wanna make-wanna make everything right
Cause there's a huge void, a huge void in my life make it right
[Chamillionaire]
I'm staring up at the Pope, it soak it up while he spoke it
Mesmerized and repeated, like he the author that wrote it
The girls are the ones I love, just don't wanna be the culprit
So way before death approaches, take the time to say no sis
I don't hate ya, for having these little seeds
At 17, best believe they're a beautiful breeze
Of fresh air when there's nothing else, I usually need
Just a smile look at em now, hoping you just believe
And my broad been in place forever, I'm gone but I'm chasing cheddar
Been gone could of kept it going, with a poem or a basic letter
But naw I just hate to tell her, try hard but I didn't let her
The groupies get at yo boy, but you're my Cinderella
Look girl we can make it better, but there's a gift and a curse
While you healing a nigga feelings, your's are usually hurt
There ain't amount of cash on Earth, to match what you really worth
Know your turf has been the church, that's where you put in work
And you put in overtime, because you noticed i'm
In more danger than I've been lately, rap is mo' than rhymes
But you still hold me down, I'ma do way mo' this time
Got some time that I need to manage, girl you know that's right
And that's speaken like a true deacon, cause even to see you sleeping
That comfortabally ain't enough for me, anything that you needing
I'll cease anything that squeaks, and cease any sink that leaks
Ain't nothing gon interrupt, your sink deep into them sheets; peace
[Hook]
[Chamillionaire]
How your father call the police, have your mama put in the jail
When the arguments always started, and ended up in a cell
Hard to live with the thought of this ring that you use to wear
As I darted out the apartment, and pawned it to get the bail
Argument after argument, drama wasn't getting well
Talking it ain't no harm in it, smart so I didn't tell
God that it was the hardest, yeah life was a living hell
Spent part of it steady dodging it, charging off fended trails
Father say he a Muslim, your mama say she a Christian
The Bible or the Qur'an, which one would you be picking
When the cards are in your palm, ain't really no use in tripping
Be true to the one you choose, ain't really no use in switching
Yeah they gon have to be mad at us, choice is something I had to trust
Standing up when I had enough, for my blessings not adding up
Take too many things for granted, right after that metal gat'll bust
Somebody's life is missing, that's when the spirit grabbing us
[Hook]
[Chamillionaire]
A religion is what you missing, someone tell me how can it
Make people panic, mention God and all the weak people vanish
Take God your woman and your family, even your own life for granted
Until you slanted on the planet, with your face in the granite
And I won't have it, I don't wanna see my culture divided
So I decided to remind it, there's a choice and provided
So put your ego to the side, soon as you standing beside it
Raise your right hand, and let the spirit know it's invited
Don't need to fight it, I just wanna make it right before they bury me
Cause the truth is like therapy, plus my conscience is tearing me
Into pieces this death that was dealt, was not even fair to me.
To the soldiers that passed in the game; we missing you terribly.
Thank my family especially, in my mind like telepathy
Staying humble's the recipe, keep my faith and he blessing me
I use the energy left in me, to make sure they respecting me.
Walk the steps of my destiny, like I know he protecting me
I'm a leader, believe the people won't get to see less of me
No they won't see the death of me, or no police arresting me
I live life so successfully, and just show em the best of me
On another level mentally, this position was meant for me
[Hook]
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Think I'm Crazy (Feat. Natalie)
Chours
I ought to know who you are
but you seem very nice
so will you talk to me
shall i tell u a story
shall i tell you a dream
they think i'm crazy
they don't know how i feel
Verse 1
See, it started off as just a simple conversation I gave her
The name of my record company, she said "You a sanga"
My name's Chamillionaire and I'm a rap entertainer
Oh, you that guy they talkin about when they be whisperin aint ya
Bring ya name up when they talkin and say money will change ya
I heard a lot about how you can't deal wit cha anger
Heard the rumors bout how you always in trouble or danger
Not gonna judge you if it's true so there's no need to explain
Cause ya do have a right to be, ya seem like ya nice ta me
I'm bout to order me another drink, here, would you like a seat?(Yea)
I tell the bartender seme Hennesey on ice for me
Her drink starts emptyin while she spillin out her life to me (slow down)
Tellin me about her goals and how successful she would like to be
Invitin me, into a session of her life and she
Seems so damn innocent, but something isn't right to me
She pulls out a picture phone "I got pics, would you like to see?"
I'm thinkin she gotta be friendly as hell
Givin her soul to me, it's like an identity sale
We never met is the story that my memory tells
Tellin me tales like she doesn't handle Hennesey well
Gettin into it, gettin intimate, and into detail
See I just met ya and ya showin me ya kids
Who said I had any kids? I didn't bring up no kids
Then who is in this picture?
Man, lemme show you just who it is
Chours
i don't know who you are
but you seem very nice
so will you talk to me
shall i tell u a story
shall i tell you a dream
they think i'm crazy
they don't know how i feel
Verse 2
Um, I don't remember her name, but she looked like a angel
Knew she wasn't from here, I knew that she didn't hanga
Round the same part of the hood, but hey the story gets stranga
Cause this stranger was stranger than I could explain ya
See, said she wasn't married, but the ring on her finger
Told me that she was lyin and just usin the same ah
Game I use on women so I couldn't even blame her
Spittin the game I spit to em when I'm tryin to bang a
I bumped into this guy and he told me he used to know you
He told me about the loyalty and the love he used to show you
He said what he said with a passion like it was so true
And took advantage of the fact that the listeners really didn't know you
His picture's in my pocket book, almost got it, I'll show you
Sheee digs in her purse and while she fumbles around
To find that photo I'm like oh no, there's some trouble in town
We turn around and see two officers comin in now
They walk in real suspicious and come and sit down
So close I could see they barrels of they guns to the ground
So close that they could listen to either one of us now (shhhh)
We turn back around and then she says "No need for whisperin"
Then she tells me "I don't really give a damn who's listenin"
Tried to make it last a long time was my mission
And he kept on trippin and then I got pissed at him
Hit him with my fist and them punches were never missin him
Chours
i don't know who you are
but you seem very nice
so will you talk to me
shall i tell u a story
shall i tell you a dream
they think i'm crazy
they don't know how i feel
Verse 3
Okay, let's get this straight
Your man cheated on you and now
You're talkin to a perfect stranger like it's makin ya proud
And the rest of this conversation she's just tellin me how
Wasn't her boyfriend in the pic, but a familiar smile
She said "pictures can be decieving" like she knew he was foul
"Look closely and you'll see a coward who uses his smile as power
Gleamin smoke screen, couldn't stand it another hour"
So she did what she did then she went to go take a shower
What're you sayin? What do you mean?
"I couldn't tell you that I'm missin him"
I don't understand what you're sayin
How'd you get rid of him?
She dissin him as I ask her what it is she did to him
She stops and I say "Eh, keep talkin I'm listenin"
I don't wanna tell about the images I'm picturin
Henny spillin and she tell me "for real
That the feelin that I was feelin
Was that I wanted to kill him"
Somethin is wrong here
And I know just who's the villian
Her voice was gettin louder, the moral is gettin clearer
The officers lookin at us, and I can tell they can hear her
Told me it was protection, reached for it in the stash
The plastic is what she grabbed and she put right on his ass
Busted before the blast, she thought she was free at last
"Baby I think you crazy
I'm sorry, I'm pressin
for time. I gotta go grind,
times been interestin"
Now I sweatin, I'm stressin, this girl got me guessin
That this conversation is some type of evil confession
She pulls a clearer picture it's my damn ex-best friend
"How you know him?"
She told me that she was wit em at his house watchin movies
Sundays is when they be chillin
And that's exactly the day that the hospital came to get him
The feelin was the worse feelin she possibly could be feelin
Stood up, and then I yelled out "Why the hell did you kill him?"
"I didn't kill him I have AIDS"
She had sex with em
And that's crazy
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