This song was originally written by a guy called Peter Gutteridge. He was one of the founders of the "Dunedin Sound" a musical scene in the south of New Zealand in the early 80s. From there it was covered by "The Clean" one of the early bands of that scene (he had originally been a member of in it's early days, writing a couple of their best early songs). The Dunedin sound, and the Clean became popular on american college radio in the mid to late 80s. I guess Yo La Tengo heard that version.
Great version of a great song,
This is the the sound of revenge
This is the the sound of revenge
You in the presence of the finest
Chamillitary mayne this for the streets
Let's give em somethin they can bump (In the trunk)
At this point you should be turnin your speakers up
Turn your speakers up Chamillionaire man
Let it bump it's a southern thing
Ha ha Chamillitary mayne (In the trunk)
I heard somebody say that the South ain't got no lyricists
Well bang bang at the game like everyone down here is pissed
You looking for the truth then look no further here it is
Turn it up a notch so they can not say they not hearin this
They say Chamill is sick click click here's a clip
Bang bang at the rap game to make your spirits lift
And it seems to me the industry is all on Jigga's dick
Who you you you and you nigga pick a click
Universal sent me to bring some realness to the industry
Got here then I realized that ain't nobody real but me
Okay a couple niggas but none of em real as me
Tell your favorite rapper he should diss me if he disagree
My bad I'm acting like your favorite rapper isn't me
Tell your second favorite who the best
And show em a picture of me
He'd have to take me out to prove that he's as sick as me
So me verse me the only battle that y'all gonna get to see
I'm plainly sayin what I'm sayin to make these haters mad
Perpetrating hating ass see me riding candy slab
Disbelieve his ass how many vehicles can he have
I be losing count myself and I ain't even that bad at math
That's how we do it in Texas popping trunk and gripping wood
We reply to threats (How) nigga I wish you would
You can keep on talking but that's only if you could
Gotta turn my speakers up can you hear em now (No) good
Ain't running from a thang
Cause I ain't never been a punk
Drama ain't a thang
Cause I can bring it if they want
I'm ma let it bang
So they can feel it in the (In the trunk)
You bout it what you game
Decide your rep and throw it up
What you tryin to drank
Cause I'm ma bout to get you drunk
Keep it pimping mayne
So they can feel it in the (In the trunk)
This for the street niggas
Knowing they gotta pee in a cup
Know your peace officer
Tossing ya when he see the results
This for the G's (G's)
Hate is what you see in the scope
Gauge gonna get sprayed
Like it's raid when you see him approach
Tell you ahead of time solo I can handle mine
You ain't too smart but play the part like you a pantomime
But you don't have a nine
I'll show you I hammer mine
Time to make you do the running man
Like it's Hammer Time
Shout out to the west
And all my gangster pack heat up
Acting up and pack enough
Heat to make you back it up
The hoes back it up
Soon as they hear the back of the trunk
Now I'm ma stock like New York slang
(What you mean) that's what's up
Money stack it up
When they feel they have enough
Get the chips and add em up
Then she giving that to us
Don't put all that in cuffs
Treat your money like a slut
Niggas better share hell yeah
Cause I just wanna cut
A hater getting cut someone gone get hurt (Hurt)
Especially if you met me and was disrespect turf (Turf)
Houston Texas I'm the worst
Ice looking like sherbert
Bouncing off my chest
You're staring at it like a pervert
Mixtape God don't hate me
go to church first (Why)
Might as well since all the rappers wearin church shirts
Better think ahead of time
call yourself a nurse (Nurse)
Diss me in your second and
You won't get to finish your third verse
Ain't running from a thang
Cause I ain't never been a punk
Drama ain't a thang
Cause I can bring it if they want
I'm ma let it bang
So they can feel it in the (In the trunk)
You bout it what you game
Decide your rep and throw it up
What you tryin to drank
Cause I'm ma bout to get you drunk
Keep it pimping mayne
So they can feel it in the (In the trunk)
You in the presence of the finest
The game is full of fakes
All these rapping nigga front (Front)
Controversy Sells
The industry giving em what they want (Want)
See he ain't gangster as he say
That's why they dress em up
Get a vest a plastic gun and go pull a publicity stunt
Hoe act like she slow
Don't know that I'm rich
And ignore the handles missing
From the do's of my whip
But then she saw me on TV
And told me pause for a flick
(What you tell her) you can 106 and Park
On my dick (On my dick)
Can't speak about Texas and not mention me
Cause the world gone have to see the truth
Come out eventually
I'll rip any gimmick rapper out from A to Z
934-829 to the 2 if you still disagree
We never marry a hoe
What I'm ma marry you fo
I'm too busy tearin my shows up
And getting married to dough (Dough)
Grave dig a nigga (What you mean) I bury a flow
Run go get your city come back
And then I'm ma bury your area code
Ain't running from a thang
Cause I ain't never been a punk
Drama ain't a thang
Cause I can bring it if they want
I'm ma let it bang
So they can feel it in the (In the trunk)
You bout it what you game
Decide your rep and throw it up
What you tryin to drank
Cause I'm ma bout to get you drunk
Keep it pimping mayne
So they can feel it in the (In the trunk)
This is the the sound of revenge
You in the presence of the finest
Chamillitary mayne this for the streets
Let's give em somethin they can bump (In the trunk)
At this point you should be turnin your speakers up
Turn your speakers up Chamillionaire man
Let it bump it's a southern thing
Ha ha Chamillitary mayne (In the trunk)
I heard somebody say that the South ain't got no lyricists
Well bang bang at the game like everyone down here is pissed
You looking for the truth then look no further here it is
Turn it up a notch so they can not say they not hearin this
They say Chamill is sick click click here's a clip
Bang bang at the rap game to make your spirits lift
And it seems to me the industry is all on Jigga's dick
Who you you you and you nigga pick a click
Universal sent me to bring some realness to the industry
Got here then I realized that ain't nobody real but me
Okay a couple niggas but none of em real as me
Tell your favorite rapper he should diss me if he disagree
My bad I'm acting like your favorite rapper isn't me
Tell your second favorite who the best
And show em a picture of me
He'd have to take me out to prove that he's as sick as me
So me verse me the only battle that y'all gonna get to see
I'm plainly sayin what I'm sayin to make these haters mad
Perpetrating hating ass see me riding candy slab
Disbelieve his ass how many vehicles can he have
I be losing count myself and I ain't even that bad at math
That's how we do it in Texas popping trunk and gripping wood
We reply to threats (How) nigga I wish you would
You can keep on talking but that's only if you could
Gotta turn my speakers up can you hear em now (No) good
Ain't running from a thang
Cause I ain't never been a punk
Drama ain't a thang
Cause I can bring it if they want
I'm ma let it bang
So they can feel it in the (In the trunk)
You bout it what you game
Decide your rep and throw it up
What you tryin to drank
Cause I'm ma bout to get you drunk
Keep it pimping mayne
So they can feel it in the (In the trunk)
This for the street niggas
Knowing they gotta pee in a cup
Know your peace officer
Tossing ya when he see the results
This for the G's (G's)
Hate is what you see in the scope
Gauge gonna get sprayed
Like it's raid when you see him approach
Tell you ahead of time solo I can handle mine
You ain't too smart but play the part like you a pantomime
But you don't have a nine
I'll show you I hammer mine
Time to make you do the running man
Like it's Hammer Time
Shout out to the west
And all my gangster pack heat up
Acting up and pack enough
Heat to make you back it up
The hoes back it up
Soon as they hear the back of the trunk
Now I'm ma stock like New York slang
(What you mean) that's what's up
Money stack it up
When they feel they have enough
Get the chips and add em up
Then she giving that to us
Don't put all that in cuffs
Treat your money like a slut
Niggas better share hell yeah
Cause I just wanna cut
A hater getting cut someone gone get hurt (Hurt)
Especially if you met me and was disrespect turf (Turf)
Houston Texas I'm the worst
Ice looking like sherbert
Bouncing off my chest
You're staring at it like a pervert
Mixtape God don't hate me
go to church first (Why)
Might as well since all the rappers wearin church shirts
Better think ahead of time
call yourself a nurse (Nurse)
Diss me in your second and
You won't get to finish your third verse
Ain't running from a thang
Cause I ain't never been a punk
Drama ain't a thang
Cause I can bring it if they want
I'm ma let it bang
So they can feel it in the (In the trunk)
You bout it what you game
Decide your rep and throw it up
What you tryin to drank
Cause I'm ma bout to get you drunk
Keep it pimping mayne
So they can feel it in the (In the trunk)
You in the presence of the finest
The game is full of fakes
All these rapping nigga front (Front)
Controversy Sells
The industry giving em what they want (Want)
See he ain't gangster as he say
That's why they dress em up
Get a vest a plastic gun and go pull a publicity stunt
Hoe act like she slow
Don't know that I'm rich
And ignore the handles missing
From the do's of my whip
But then she saw me on TV
And told me pause for a flick
(What you tell her) you can 106 and Park
On my dick (On my dick)
Can't speak about Texas and not mention me
Cause the world gone have to see the truth
Come out eventually
I'll rip any gimmick rapper out from A to Z
934-829 to the 2 if you still disagree
We never marry a hoe
What I'm ma marry you fo
I'm too busy tearin my shows up
And getting married to dough (Dough)
Grave dig a nigga (What you mean) I bury a flow
Run go get your city come back
And then I'm ma bury your area code
Ain't running from a thang
Cause I ain't never been a punk
Drama ain't a thang
Cause I can bring it if they want
I'm ma let it bang
So they can feel it in the (In the trunk)
You bout it what you game
Decide your rep and throw it up
What you tryin to drank
Cause I'm ma bout to get you drunk
Keep it pimping mayne
So they can feel it in the (In the trunk)
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