Everyone wants a piece of this instrumental, it seems. The latest rapper to tackle “Pound Cake” is Chamillionaire and he may have claim to the best verse yet. For over four minutes, the Houston MC sounds off with his classic braggadocios flow mixed with conscious content. Listen and read the lyrics below and download here.

(Verse 1)

Couple investments a few of em made some major sense/
Keep ya two pennies especially if you ain’t made a cent/
I learned the game and been getting publishing ever since/
People that ain’t made a dollar will say they ain’t convinced/
When you ride to 7 11 on some handle bars/
You can’t vision how catchy hooks could take a man to mars/
The problem is that y’all only just wanna hang wit stars/
Heard Lauryn sing and wanted to take the world from Nas/
I salute but I still demand applause/
I’ve given infinite gifts I still feel like Santa Clause/
Males acting like girls I call it Mano pause/
This the type of verse that I bet you that type of man would pause/
I can’t stop and give the hataz what they ask for/
99 thousand or more inside the cash drawer/
I’m the type to keep a passport on the dashboard looking for a south of France shore to make a dash for/
Feeling like Damon dash been moving that a cappellas/
When times is Bleek I hit the Freeway like its Rockefella/
It’s been a decade get a clue that you could stop me never/
You’d have a better chance of trying to stop a hot propeller/
On a jet while smoking a cigarette/wit gasoline on ya hands/
Carosine on ya breath/ oh yes I do it the best/ get verses then you are blessed/
I do it for what it’s worth and ill never do it for less/
Stress never that I know the album is more than late/
Looked quantity in the face and told it you’re gonna wait/
Send a salute to the people who push the culture straight and those who culture hate I just hope you don’t get to procreate/
Met with some rappers that industry people over rate/
Met with the devil but said I wouldnt negotiate/
Lyor made millions Jay made millions/
And If Cham made millions I’m feelin’ like I can sure relate/
Killa/see mr Koopa got em quite jealous/
People that hang wit mr koopa turn to sky dwellers/
I’m from a city where the skinny turn to pie sellers/
And if any say they making millis then they lie tellers/
Preach/ The struggle will never cease/
Your struggle look like a puddle my struggle look like a sheesh/
I’m visualizing it clear like I’m Mr Michael artis/
It’s either Jackson or Jordan I feel like Michael on beats/
Coulda been on a beach/instead I turnt to a beast/
The clarity of my raps you’d think I created speech/
Saw me dirty my cleats all over these Houston streets/
The hundreds stay in my reach/The money stay on a leash/
(*Bark) I know you hear them dogs barkin’/
That hype beasting is in Houston what we call boppin.
I make I’m pay for all my words like its a blog auction/
and Go Daddy what she tells me when we blog shopping/
I’m the type to make it and give it a fee/
And you the type that make it they wouldn’t take it for free/
They look at you and they like tell me whats in it for me/
& wouldn’t take ya disc if you put it under their Christmas tree/
Me, Lets talk about consistency/
Consistently make em feel like these other rappers ain’t sick as me/
I’m currently in city they’ll never get to see/
The only suite that they’ll ever see is a pack of swishas G/
My OG be callin me to say the streets miss me/
He know im eatin’ but the reason is I eat picky/
Like play station they pump fakin’ and you’ll see quickly/
The game switched they’ll always end up wit a 360/
Albums coming I tell the doubters just wait till then/
Shot videos and you know that I’d never waste a lenz/
They sleeping on me could hope that they never wake again/
But they gotta be sleep when you’re planning a rude awakening/

(Verse)

Hey yo Texas you know the puzzles what I had to solve/
Ya prodigy be bringing havoc like I had a mob/
Had 3 enemies so them odds what I had to dodge/
And now im riding in cars that look like avatars/
They ain’t never had the soft never had the hard/
they try to make it sound deep pretend they have a cause/
Pushing them yellow bricks no that’s where you have to pause/
Most of em cowardly & Lion like the man on OZ/
They lyin to you falsifying within their little bars/
They’d probably try to tell you Tommy really had a job/
Tell you how they had to starve and how they had rob/
Like I went to Heaven and took a blessing from the hand of God/
Nah/
Sorry I don’t don’t believe it/ Don’t believe what ya reading/
Who the ones that achieved it/ Not them we did/
Irrelevance is as reverent as the person that said it/ and you ain’t never did anything don’t you ever forget it/
That dialogue you can dead it/ You borrow your mothers car and put half a tank of unleaded/

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