[Hook]
Aiyyo my wrist stay froze (Lemme hear somethin else)
Aiyyo I f** mad hoes (Yo lemme hear somethin else)
I'm a big dog with big dough (Won't you say somethin else)
Yo man you f**in up my flow (You ain't got nothin else)
Man I got somethin else (So lemme hear somethin else)
My chain got bagette diamonds (Won't you do somethin else)
I spit rhymes with perfect timing (You could try somethin else)
Yeah you can't stop me from shinin (I'll spit it myself)
[k**er P]
I'm on my way to ASCAP so I can pick up my dough
I ran into a Jacker n***a tryna hit me with flows
He didn't know I had a mind to just bloody his nose
And let the blood pour down on his white clothes
[Pakman]
Chhhh..
n***a! You don't wanna cipher with me
My name ain't Pakman for nothin, I'm gobblin emcees
Chhhh..
[k**er P]
Damn yo, I wasn't even tryna take it there
Lemme hear somethin in the ear n***a, make it clear
He started goin on about pushin a big Benz
How he stayed jig, and smoked chronic up with his friends
He doin it big and got unlimited ends
I just met the n***a, I seen him walkin up with his mens
Stop frontin shorty, lemme tell you somethin 'bout the game
It's a thin line, from being wack to spittin flames
You gotta represent when you be writin them lines
Don't be a fu*kIN millionaire in every one of ya rhymes
I'mma let you walk in but yo you gotta be quick
I gotta go, and the sh** you spittin n***a, better be slick
He started gettin busy, I was noddin my head
Then he f**ed it all up and said some sh** that I said
Stopped rhymin cuz he knew he shouldn't have said that verse
Lookin stupid as f**, for that n***a it was the worst
Yo, how you gonna bite and try to be top shelf
Better get ya act together, lemme hear somethin else
[Hook]
[Canibus]
I give you more grievance than a n***a possessed by demons
Walkin on ceilings, chasin white lot speedin
Like Tony Soprano, takin meetings
With a psychologist about his emotional feelings
And his crime dealings
He even talked about how to make alcohol out of orange peelings
Pink cookies in a plastic bag gettin crushed by a buildin
Was cool until Canibus puked it
With ill cannibalistic, animal instincts
Instant lyrical fitness, could you handle the distance?
You don't have enough wisdom
The man who gives quicksand resistance
Sinks the quickest, it's simple physics
I get "Southernplayalistic" and pimp chicks
Put my big dick in they mouth and smear they lipstick
Come here you stank b**h!
Tell ya man if he don't spit a hundred bars
I'mma bust him in his big lips
Spit quick, like 6B tip-tronic stick-shift
b**h is equipped with a nitrous-oxide flipswitch
If you hate me, why would you recreate me
With those that imitate me and emulate me?
They talk about me so distastefully lately
But that never break me, they underestimate me
Me and the k**er P, and P-A-C get crazy with G-A-T's
I'm a B-E-A-S-T, you don't wanna race me
I do Mach 1 over a A-F-B
No if's, A-N-D's, or B-U-T's
A hundred bars ain't sh*t for a true emcee
SHUT THE fu*k UP! You should be ashamed of yourself
I ain't heard nothin I felt, lemme hear somethin else
[Hook]