Artist: Chamillionaire f/ Saigon Album: Ammunition EP Song: You Gon Learn Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: sample] "Cause each, and every day that you stay away Breaks my aching heart in two and it's causing me to pray Oh baby, baby, baby" [Chamillionaire] Uhh, let me talk to my congregation They tell me that money talks so let's get some communication It, took forever but you've been patient The negative liars tryin to hint at the reputation Just, know your troubles won't be forsaken They tell me that money talks so just pay me with conversation Everything has a price, if you don't know what you'd pay for your life You don't know what you pay for your life? You gon' learn tonight [Chorus: Chamillionaire] This is where you learn how to win The congregation is here, let the conversation begin (A-men) Turn your scriptures to page ten Cause loyalty's everything and flip-floppin should be a sin (A-men) Pass the offerin plate again If you supportin the movement then prove it by what you spend Everything has a price, if you ain't learned anything in your life ... you gon' learn tonight [Chamillionaire] Just do whatever you like Tell 'em you sippin purple while smokin and gettin faded Lyin ain't really lyin, the rappers is entertainment When you get imitated that's when you know that you made it Rappers go after women that every rapper done dated Open the candy gates and she told me she Athiest This vehicle heavenly, I just hope that you make the list There isn't a man alive that can say he created this Keep goin until your pockets and droppin cremated chips Give me your dead prezzies, I'ma roll with the Dezzie Eagle, that's just so people who evil'll know I'm ready Pretty women who schemin to Kobe me at the telly That's easy as tryin to take off a condom with a machete My congregation is heavy, conversations is skill Put money inside the plate that I'm offerin 'til it spill Blasphemy if you actually got gangsta after a deal The book of Bernard Freeman say thou is not +Trill+, chill [Chorus] [Saigon] Uhh, uh I've been knowin for attackin the preacher who doesn't practice what he preach Slappin the rapper to keep inaccuracies in his speech Say he packin when he reach It ain't for nothin but for the jack that call his peeps that only back him cause he's sweet Yappin about a rap sheet when he ain't even got one This nigga was an athlete, never touched a shotgun Hurt cause he's too fake, worse than the two fate Tough when he be on TV but in person's a fruitcake "Our Father who art in heaven, hollow be Thy name" That's what he gon' scream if some hollows hit his frame But he ain't to blame, he gon' be in a lot of pain Difference between rappers and gangstas, it's not the same Yet I bow, my style is holier than thou We good God gangbangers, we hold each other down You? You a bitch, you could probably do a full split So come up off the pulpit with that bullshit! [Chorus] [Chamillionaire] Where do you go when you see the road and the fork split? Hope it's some soldiers you're walkin into that door with Lucky to beat but I always thought I would forfeit Have me as twisted as the screw that I open corks with Of course it's the switchin, of course it's in my vision Thought I was shootin blanks but I pop a clip and they'll listen Devils just keep on comin, they masters at repetition Try to kill off my spirit, no time for a exorcism All of this +Ammunition+, time for a revelation Always was trigger-happy, I never had hesitation They ain't up on my level, me and them ain't adjacent I'm the original and they just some interpolations Livin inside a world that we know is unfair Rewind to the times when my mother told me that notice was there Then she told me don't just be ready, be over-prepared And always keep God first, well you 'bout to owe him a prayer You almost there [Chorus]