Buddha Monk - I'm Not a Rapper lyrics

[Intro: Babyface Fensta] Yeah, the name of this joint right here is "I'm Not a Rapper" So, don't ask me to freestyle, cuz my style ain't free {*burp*} You pig {*hiccup*} Chk-chu Bless you, kazuntite {*coughing*} [Babyface Fensta] Let me clear my throat, that's all you wrote? Ya pen is cold, the ink flows from a ballpoint You ain't got a sure grip, Soul Train Roscoe P. Coltrane, it's Hazard, Duke Shook, scared to look when I shoot game My Park Brothers ego's quick Tick, tick, and boom! Blow up they spot I sell d**h, so I guess I'm cursed But my fam is eating, so what's worse? Let 'em starve, or sacrifice, Dead Man Walking I hear you talking but you can't fit my Timbs I ain't a freestyler, I'm a writer I need to get paid for my sh** [Hook: Babyface Fensta] Yo, I'm not a rapper, I'm a lyricist You keep freestyling on 106, I'mma keep getting dough on East 1-5th A fist full of dollars, sipping Henny with a b**h Poetic when I spit it, I think fifteen times before I write it I'm a hip hop recording artist [Babyface Fensta] Yo, so what it ain't written? You still smitten with my style, unorthodox, wild You freestyling? Just rhyming? Is you receiving a cheque? Oh, you just do this for rep, you ain't getting no plaques Ask Supernatural, ya easy flow could be found in The Source You make people laugh {*laughs*}, you should be a comedian You make everybody so happy, Def Jam Comedy champion I call you Re-Run, a sit-com in syndication I turn ya station, cuz I seen ya show before Off-Broadway play, ya style ain't grow up yet to join the big show You spit too salty, I spray tracks with pepper Haha, The Joker, poke ya with a hot poker Brand polka dots on ya grill, get the charcoil I'm roasted to snap up, a bunch of rappers that took the bait Hook, line and sinker, you stinker [Hook] [Babyface Fensta] I turn fans, into the Spectacular Spider-Man Have 'em all climbing the walls, Green Goblins Bunch of mad scientists, the motion of my wrist traps you flies in my web Spin the barrel, co*k the hammer, pull the trigger What is we playing, you figure? If it's war, I'm in the trenches Rocking war paint, disguise my face, I'm The Saint Surprise, I splash Ajax in the eyes of wiseguys [Hook 2X]