Excuse me for not introducing correctly I am the Man on Fire, A.K.A. the Mix Messiah A.K.A. the Chamillinator, Smallz get 'em You know time it is, H-Town, stand up, you know who I am
Said it I meant it, I'm the realest nigga in it it then I meant it, I'm the realest nigga in it Realest nigga in it, nigga in it You that Texas, what it is, and I'ma represent it
Aye, Koopa it's been a fool But the streets of the say they feeling you me what you wanna know and I can lyrically give you an interview
Koopa it's been a minute fool but the Of the South say feeling you Tell me what you wanna And I can give you a interview
Well, one, why do wanna be Ass suckers, be on your 'Cause being fake is in blood Can't stick one click, so they switch
Two, why the hell these boys keep talking you gon' fail 'Cause think that bar been raised So high that I can't match sales
Well, can you? Yeah, just wait and see You got property, you better for me 'Cause I buy that land you living on And it right back to you like monopoly
Question three, who producing album man? Scott Storch, Beat Bullies, Mannie Fresh, and Dre And the list goes on I'm coming down, hundred miles and I'm Loud ass speakers growl when humming the sound that they summing
One and nothing, talking down when I'm not Got but bad words You thinking you bad but worse You couldn't F' with a damn verse
Plus you must be on stuff, got 'em pissing they Pampers See me pull up on 24's, your hoe horny like
They messing with you my nigga but I ain't gotta you that You know that, tell 'em who you is, the Mix Tape Messiah Okay, 'em what you represent, Chamillitary mayn Already, H-Town, stand up, go
it then I meant it, I'm the realest nigga in it Said it then I meant it, I'm the realest in it Realest in it, realest nigga in it You know that Texas, what it is, and I'ma it
nigga in it, when I'm riding it be tinted And the trunk looks like it's dented 'cause the bass is at it's Them they be talking, but them niggaz they don't live it Said it in a sentence, they say how they distribute
When you see 'em, they be timid, they ain't even They be with they mama, man, these niggaz full of drama They might smoke some marijuana but won't get up off ass Till I come down in my slab, posted up behind that
what it is, light reflection on my wrist Looking like a of the complexion on my chick I need a click, all I need's a extra clip Let them twenty bullets rip and twenty flip In this verse I'm so legit, I don't care what you with When you speak talk with a purpose or don't open up lip
Boys is out of line, this how we do it in 2005 We nigga, whoa, you all listening to the Man on Fire DJ Smallz, callabo, you already know I be moving too fast for 'em, so let me slow it up So, can catch up with me, that's what it is
Said it I meant it, I'm the realest nigga in it it then I meant it, I'm the realest nigga in it Realest in it, realest nigga in it You that Texas, what it is, and I'ma represent it
Houston been doing it back, Screwed Up rap wasn't rap Now, Chamillionaire is back, to put that on the map flicking ass niggaz, fix your act or get slapped We keep hollows up in holsters, get a package of blap
You could tell by the way the Texas logo, sit above the I'm quick to a chick, to go and get another friend If her attitude is right, she can have some fun and Or I'll send her back board the glass above the rim
Yeah, I keep it in control New Yorkers say I'm nice, Texas niggaz say I'm Blue-Blues to Saigon, to Joe Budden and Southern Flows Don't what I'm sold, the streets saying that I'm cold
Down here the slowed, po' a fo' in that cola wheel falling back, my bumper kit in a coma Couple friendly ass suckers, getting and boulder They me that they ready to get 'em Like C, I'm like hol' up, hol' up
Yeah, it's Chamillionaire, the Mix Messiah And now, I am the Man on Fire Representing for Texas, invading the air waves On the Chamillionaire mix tape
This a Fear Factor Music, slash Smoke Slash Chamillitary, slash, Beat Yo Ass man to take it to the next level on this one Ay Smallz, let's em another exclusive to brag about man
You ain't ready, I run streets