Mean, Azrael, Adrenalene & Kill Bill got together for some fried chicken and wrote some rhymes over Clipse's "Popular Demand". They are back by (not so) popular demand.

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Title: Popular Demand (RMX)
Artists: Mean, Azrael, Adrenalene & Kill Bill
Lyrics: Mean, Azrael, Adrenalene & Kill Bill
Beats: Performed over "Popular Demand" by Clipse feat. Cam'ron
Recorded and mixed by The IZA @ The.XS Lab

[Chorus - Mean]
Mami, you miss me, don’t you?
Haters, wish you could hit me, don’t you?
You should call me uncle
I understand, I’m back by popular demand
That new CL slide
Outside of Popeyes, eatin’ chicken and fries
Yeah, come holla at your uncle
I understand, I’m back by popular demand

[Mean]
more danger than the dangerous
heard me on danjahman, i'm back for more danger dust
ain't no changing us, no don't mess with us
cos i got more game in my backpack than muthafucking toys'r'us
can't keep up with me cos i'm so far gone
rats envy me for all the cheese that i own
future so bright you'll need to put on your shades
yeah i'm eating my cake, that's why i've put on some weight
jeans getting too tight but i'm still ready to fight
got my click hanging at the back screaming like a dyke
haters be hating on me, wait till the time is right
well you got some beef to serve, come let me have a bite
yeah i'm back by popular demand, they say my shit is tight
can't give an instant answer so i say i may or might
be back on another track cos my hands are kinda tied
but for you i'll rip this song and i'm hoping that you like... it!

[Chorus]

[Azrael]
Nah I'm not back by popular demand
Coz I'm not even popular, man
But I'm back once again with the formula, man
Plus I was never gone, I done mastered the plan
I jump on any track like I'm tied to a bunjee
The rap pilgrim so you can call me haji
Everyboday I'm rolling with is now my posse
I'm puttin all the faith in whatever I cannot forsee

[Adrenalene]
The truth is I'm not a rapper, I'm a regular
Not so spectacular, 9 to 5 hustler
We so oracular that you need binocular
You do the math coz I can't count; dracula
I speak truth, I don't sing-a-pura-pura
And you know the flow sweet; gula gula
Spitacular, spittin the vernacular
I'm a backpacker-lah, nomadic word traveller

[Chorus]

[Kill Bill]
I'm back by popular demand
Girls calling me the man
Fried chicken on the left
Pen in the right hand
Hot off the news stand
Tracks that i gangbanged
Rhyme one night stand
But not from gey-langgggggg
Bring it back my brother
Still rocking checkered
Get off Vans my sneakers
Pass that Q my breezer
You fly? i been there before
Brother I flew, and i aint needed no visaaaa
Real talk, i'm Mean you dont wanna Lene on
Clipse at your face some for me to spray on
Game on, knock your jaw wide ooooopennn
Blood out your mouth red color crayonnnnn
After this hit i could quit trick
Bitch you can have this shit forever but wont make shit kid
Tha reign over, you better off sucking my dick
I guess i'll stay around i'll show you where to exit BITCH!

[Chorus]