Excuse me for not myself correctly I am the Man on Fire, A.K.A. the Mix Messiah A.K.A. the Chamillinator, let's get 'em You what time it is, H-Town, stand up, you know who I am
Said it then I meant it, I'm the nigga in it Said it then I meant it, I'm the nigga in it Realest in it, realest nigga in it You know that Texas, what it is, and I'ma it
Aye, Koopa it's been a fool But the streets of the South say they you Tell me you wanna know and I can lyrically give you an interview
it's been a minute fool but the streets Of the South say feeling you Tell me what you wanna And I can lyrically give you a
Well, one, why do these be Ass suckers, be on dick? 'Cause being is in they blood stick with one click, so they switch
Two, why the hell boys keep talking like you gon' fail they 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 that you living on And sell it back to you like monopoly
Question three, who your album man? Storch, Beat Bullies, Mannie Fresh, Cool and Dre And the list goes on I'm coming down, miles and I'm gunning Loud ass speakers growl when they Chamillitary the that they summing
One and nothing, talking down when I'm not Got nothing but bad You you bad but Cham worse You couldn't F' with a damn verse
Plus you must be on that stuff, got 'em pissing Pampers See me up on 24's, your hoe horny like antlers
They messing with you my nigga but I ain't gotta you that You already know that, tell 'em who you is, the Mix Tape Okay, 'em what you represent, Chamillitary mayn Already, H-Town, up, let's go
Said it then I meant it, I'm the 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
nigga in it, when I'm riding it be tinted And the trunk looks like it's dented 'cause the is at it's limit Them niggaz they be talking, but them niggaz they don't it Said it in a sentence, might say how they distribute
When you see 'em, they be timid, ain't even independent be living with they mama, man, these niggaz full of drama They might smoke some but won't get up off they ass Till I come down in my slab, posted up behind that
Texas what it is, light on my wrist like a section of the complexion on my chick I don't a click, all I need's a extra clip Let them twenty bullets rip and niggaz flip In this verse I'm so legit, I don't care what you with When you talk with a purpose or don't open up your lip
Boys is out of line, this how we gon' do it in We nigga, whoa, you all listening to the Man on Fire DJ Smallz, callabo, you already know I might be moving too fast for 'em, so let me it up So, they can catch up me, that's what it is
Said it then I meant it, I'm the nigga in it Said it then I meant it, I'm the realest in it nigga in it, realest nigga in it You that Texas, what it is, and I'ma represent it
Houston been it back, since Screwed Up rap wasn't rap Now, is back, to put that fact 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 to tell 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 gotta it in control New say I'm nice, Texas niggaz say I'm thoed Blue-Blues to Saigon, to Joe Budden and Southern Flows Don't matter what I'm sold, the streets saying that I'm
Down here the slowed, po' a fo' in that cola Fifth wheel falling back, my kit in a coma friendly ass suckers, getting boulder and boulder They telling me that ready to get 'em Like Pimp C, I'm like hol' up, up
Yeah, Chamillionaire, the Mix Tape Messiah And now, I am the Man on Fire for Houston Texas, invading the air waves On the official mix tape
This a Fear Factor Music, Southern Smoke Chamillitary, slash, Beat Yo Ass production man 'Bout to take it to the level on this one Ay Smallz, let's give em another to brag about man
You ready, I run these streets