[Intro - (Cheah, cheah, cheah, cheah) (Chamillitary mayne) We just up though (Cheah, cheah, cheah, cheah) (Chamillitary mayne) Yeah, yeah, let me get (Cheah, cheah, cheah, cheah) (Chamillitary mayne) Mixtape Messiah Part 2 is you tuned into we get to Mixtape Messiah Part 20, lets go
[Chorus - - 2X] I'm like a legit criminal doin dirt in the Everybody smilin, I'm knowin it's I run it now 'Bout to bring the rain, just so they know how the sound Cheah, cheah, get ya out
[Verse 1 - You ain't never a baller, ya always livin to be ain't tall. all of y'all is my Mini Mes Picture y'all, ever it big as me Slimmer than the of y'all gettin rid of me Uh, uh, take it on 'em (take it easy on 'em) Uh, uh, now "Don't Hurt 'Em Hammer" ("Don't 'Em Hammer") Uh, uh, now take it easy on 'em (I the hammer, bam) Uh, uh, now "Don't 'Em Hammer"
Yeah, the Air Forces with the suit, but does make me a weirdo Took out the grill, they no see how the grill glow I hear ya but it's hard for me to hear though Hearin blocked by this 10 karat earlobe (woo) You know me, got "Revenge" and that was year Criminal, all the awards snatched, cheah (cheah) Comin with Ultimate Victory, now it's Chamillionaire comin with Heat like I'm Shaq's peers (haha) I a rapper for his "Number 1 Spot" Trespass for the cash and stack up a whole And I mash on the gas, gotta go, here come cops (pppum)
- Chamillionaire] We outta (uh, take it easy on 'em) Mixtape Messiah Part 2, we almost there (Uh, uh and "Don't Hurt 'Em Hammer") Until we get to Mixtape Part 28 (Uh, uh, take it easy on 'em) Y'all know what it is, mayne (Uh, uh, "Don't Hurt 'Em Hammer")
2 - Chamillionaire] Lookin at my cars and my clothes, black on the new thing "What you lookin at nigga?" to be the new slang Black on black and black on black rhyme, all the same Realize through eyes that we F'in up the game The didn't survive, rappers really your bastards And the Phantom Royce is really your caskets A bunch of babies and ladies, period The keeps goin and goin with no period after Hall pass, pass, pass, Screw too it's a Some say the purple syrup was the of the blame call it a Screw, so people remember the name The sellin tapes screwed, tryna eat off his fame Now I use half of my capacity, smarter people just have to be Sarcastic critics ain't it, if you laugh at me I'm from the south, where your mouth will you a casualty me, but your snap dancin to "Laffy T" Yeah, yeah, anywhere on the I seen you all doin Joc dance dammit One day I'ma make a classic, if I Hater is a hateration, the Me-ssiah won't it Kill you, they say he was an idiot man I spit a verse by doin it, the streets me your praise (haha) Fans love you in ways Major labels callin 'em artists but really are slaves Pick a grave, every damn one of 'em's like a graveyard and your an item on sale like it's Kmart And the you workin with is your pay card If your budget's low, worry, don't even pay for it Just take it, I hope you can run quick I'm a "Undaground Legend" like Hump and Flip Money is the case, yeah, usually when it's It's Chamillitary mayne, now say it cause it Even with Paul, I never tried to all his glory Never begged Swishahouse niggaz to a hit for me Naw, I ain't copy his story Naw, is me, yeah