[Intro]. This is the-the sound of revenge [repeat 2X]. You in the presence of the finest. Chamillitary mayne! This for the streets. Let's give 'em somethin they can bump (innnn the trunk). At this point you should be turnin your speakers up. Turn your speakers up - Chamillionaire man!. Let it bump it's a southern thing. Ha ha Chamillitary mayne! (innnn the trunk). [Verse 1]. I heard somebody say that the South ain't got no lyricists. Well 'bang bang' at the game like everyone down here is pissed. You lookin for the truth then look no further here it is. Turn it up a notch so they can not say they not hearin this. They say Chamill is sick click click here's a clip. 'Bang bang' at the rap game to make your spirits lift. And it seems to me the industry is all on Jigga's dick. Who? You you you and you nigga - pick a click. Universal sent me to bring some realness to the industry. Got here then I realized that ain't nobody real but me. Okay a couple niggaz but none of 'em real as me. Tell your favorite rapper he should diss me if he disagree. I bet I'm actin like your favorite rapper isn't me. Tell your second favorite whose the best and show 'em a picture of me. He'd have to take me out to prove that he's as sick as me. So me verse me the only battle that y'all gonna get to see. I'm plainly sayin what I'm sayin to make these haters mad. Perpetratin hatin ass see me ridin candy slab. Disbelieve his ass how many vehicles can he have?. I be losin count myself and I ain't even that bad at math. That's how we do it in Texas poppin trunk and grippin wood. We reply to threats (how?) Nigga I wish you would. You can keep on talking but that's only if you could. Gotta turn my speakers up can you hear 'em now? (No) Good!. [Chorus]. Ain't runnin from a thang cause I ain't never been a punk. Drama ain't a thang cause I can bring it if they want. I'ma let it bang so they can feel it in the (innnn the trunk). You bout it wit'cha game decide your rep and throw it up. What you tryin to drank cause I'ma bout to get you drunk. Keep it pimpin mayne so they can feel it in the (innnn the trunk). [Verse 2]. This for the street niggaz knowin they gotta pee in a cup. Know your peace officer tossin ya when he see the results. This for the G's hate is what you see in the scope. Gauge gonna get sprayed like it's Raid when you see him approach. Tell you ahead of time solo I can handle mine. You ain't too smart but play the part like you a pantomime. But you don't have a nine I'll show you I hammer mine. Time to make you do the Running Man like it's Hammer Time. Shout out to the west and all my gangstas pack heat up. Actin up and pack enough heat to make you back it up. The hoes back it up soon as they hear the back of the trunk. Now I'ma stock like New York slang (What you mean?) That's what;s up. Money stack it up when they feel they have enough. Get the chips and add 'em up then she givin that to us. Don't put all that in cuffs treat your money like a slut. Niggaz better share hell yeah cause I just wanna cut. A hater gettin cut someone gon' get hurt (hurt). Especially if you met me and was disrespect turf (turf). (Houston Texas) I'm the worst ice looking like sherbert. Bouncin off my chest you're starin at it like a pervert. Mixtape god don't hate me go to church first (why?). Might as well since all the rappers wearin church shirts. Better think ahead of time call yourself a nurse (nurse!). Diss me in your second and you won't get to finish your third verse. [Chorus]. [Verse 3]. You in the presence of the finest. The game is full of fakes all these rappin niggaz front (front). _Controversy Sells_ the industry givin 'em what they want (want). See he ain't gangsta as he say that's why they dress 'em up. Get a vest a plastic gun and go pull a publicity stunt. Hoe act like she slow don't know that I'm rich. And ignore the handles missing from the do's of my whip. But then she saw me on TV and told me pause for a flick. (What you tell her?) You can "106 & Park" on my dick (on my dick). Can't speak about Texas and not mention me. Cause the world gon' have to see the truth come out eventually. I'll rip any gimmick rapper out from A to Z. 934-829 to the 2 if you still disagree. We never marry a hoe what I'ma marry you fo'. I'm too busy tearin my shows up and getting married to dough (dough). Grave dig a nigga (Whatchu mean?) I bury a flow. Run go get your city come back and then I'ma bury your area code