Excuse me for not myself correctly I am the Man on Fire, A.K.A. the Mix Messiah A.K.A. the Chamillinator, Smallz get 'em You know what time it is, H-Town, 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 realest in it Realest in it, realest nigga in it You that Texas, what it is, and I'ma represent it
Aye, Koopa it's a minute fool But the streets of the South say feeling you Tell me what you wanna know and I can lyrically give you an
it's been a minute fool but the streets Of the South say feeling you Tell me what you know And I can give you a interview
Well, one, why do wanna be Ass suckers, be on dick? 'Cause being is in they blood Can't stick one click, so they switch
Two, why the hell these boys keep talking like you gon' 'Cause they think that bar been So high that I can't match them
Well, can you? Yeah, nigga just and see You got property, you watch for me 'Cause I buy that land you living on And sell it back to you like monopoly
Question three, who your album man? Scott Storch, Bullies, Mannie Fresh, Cool and Dre And the goes on pimping I'm coming down, miles and I'm gunning Loud ass growl when they humming the sound that they summing
One and nothing, talking down when I'm not Got nothing but bad You thinking you bad but Cham You couldn't even F' with a verse
Plus you must be on that stuff, got 'em pissing they See me pull up on 24's, your hoe horny antlers
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
Said it then I 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 know that Texas, what it is, and I'ma it
Realest nigga in it, I'm riding it be tinted And the trunk looks like it's dented 'cause the bass is at limit Them niggaz they be talking, but them niggaz they live it Said it in a sentence, they might say how distribute
When you see 'em, they be timid, they ain't even They be living with they mama, man, these niggaz of drama They smoke some marijuana but won't get up off they ass Till I down in my slab, posted up behind that glass
Texas what it is, light reflection on my Looking a section of the complexion on my chick I don't need a click, all I a extra clip Let them twenty bullets rip and twenty niggaz In verse I'm so legit, I don't care what nigga 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 for 'em, so let me slow 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 I meant it, I'm the realest nigga in it Realest in it, realest nigga in it You know that Texas, what it is, and I'ma it
Houston been it back, since Screwed Up rap wasn't rap Now, is back, to put that fact on the map Lil' flicking ass niggaz, fix act or get slapped We keep hollows up in them holsters, get a package of
You could tell by the way the logo, sit above the brim 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 like the glass the rim
Yeah, I gotta it in control New Yorkers say I'm nice, Texas niggaz say I'm From to Saigon, to Joe Budden and Southern Flows matter what I'm sold, the streets saying that I'm cold
Down here the slowed, po' a fo' in that cola Fifth wheel falling back, my bumper kit in a Couple friendly ass suckers, getting boulder and telling me that they ready to get 'em Like C, I'm like hol' up, hol' up
Yeah, it's Chamillionaire, the Mix Messiah And right now, I am the Man on Representing for Houston Texas, invading the air On the official mix tape
This a Fear Factor Music, slash Southern Slash Chamillitary, slash, Beat Yo Ass man 'Bout to take it to the next on this one Ay Smallz, let's give em another exclusive to about man
You ready, I run these streets