Really Isn't Fair - Chamillionaire, Famous

Uhhh!

Part five, FRONTLINE!

Yes sir!

I swear to God man (what's that?)

It really isn’t fair (oh yeah)

Nah it really isn’t fair (YEAHHH)

Man it really isn’t fair (oh yeah)

Oh yeah, let’s go

Ay ballin is a habit like, nail bitin

Groupies I’ma stab 'em like, jail fightin

Caddy I’ma slab it, scream my tailpipe

And it (Storm) like the DJ, umm that’s hail, lightning, frightening

A chef in the kitchen, I cook for the green

My potnah Akeem got hooks like Kareem

The (House) (Full) like Tanner, can’t hate it

The bitch act up, and I’ma (Banner) like (David)

The bitch act tough, play Goliath, I’m David

Grab a stone from the watch now look how time saved 'em

Yeah, I’m back for the crown

But don’t get it twisted y’all, I spat for the crown

I’m crack for the town, the black and the brown

And when I come through it’s like that when I sound

(BOOM) Chamilitary mayne!

Pass the sweet and the beat cause I’m killin e’rythang

Now some say slow, and some say lazy

I say no hoe you must be crazyyy…

(Crazy) Them hoes Fugazi

I am mo' that don’t exist like blue daisies

Hold up!

It really isn’t fair

Nah, nah it really isn’t fair

Really, I swear it really isn’t fair

Man I swear, you know me

I gotta be Blair, I gotta be G

You mention 210 and it’s gotta be me

You mention Durand then it’s gotta be he

Cause they know I show ass like I’m on a nude beach

Hold up, that’s Texas slang, I wreck this thang (true)

You plex for fame, the weapons BANG

(BOOM) And I ain’t tryin be a tough guy

But don’t try to get points just cause you a (Puff) guy

Heh, get your brolic ass duct tied

Them words for birds and chickens get plucked, fried

And now back to the music

Like Whitney don’t miss me, Trump crack like it’s Houston

I’m a clear it man!

It really isn’t fair man

FAMOUS!

Nah it really isn’t fair

Yeah, aowwww!