Lemmie Hear Sumthin' Else

歌詞

Artist: Canibus f/ Pakman Album: 'C' True Hollywood Stories Song: Lemmie Hear Sumthin' Else Producer: Nir Even Time: 3.51 [Chorus:Canibus (Pakman)] Aiyo my wrist stay froze (Lemme hear something else) Aiyo I fuck mad hoes (Yo lemme hear something else) I'm a big dog with big dough (Won't you say something else) Yo man you fucking up my flow (You ain't got nothing else) Man I got something else (So lemme hear something else) My chain got baguette diamonds (Won't you do something else) I spit rhymes with perfect timing (You could try something else) Yeah you can't stop me from shining (I'll spit it myself) [Pakman] I'm on my way to ASCAP so I can pick up my dough I ran into a Jacker nigga 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 Chhhh.. Nigga! You don't wanna cipher with me My name ain't Pakman for nothin, I'm gobblin emcees, Chhhh.. Damn yo, I wasn't even tryna take it there Lemme hear something in the ear nigga, make it clear He started going on about pushing a big Benz How he stayed jig, and smoked chronic up with his friends He doing it big and got unlimited ends I just met the nigga, I seen him walking up with his mens Stop fronting shorty, lemme tell you something 'bout the game It's a thin line, from being wack to spitting flames You gotta represent when you be writing them lines Don't be a fucking millionaire in every one of your rhymes I'ma let you walk in but yo you gotta be quick I gotta go, and the shit you spitting nigga, better be slick He started getting busy, I was nodding my head Then he fucked it all up and said some shit that I said Stopped rhyming 'cause he knew he shouldn't have said that verse Looking stupid as fuck, for that nigga it was the worst Yo, how you gonna bite and try to be top shelf Better get ya act together, lemme hear something else [Chorus] [Canibus] I'll give you more grievance than a nigga possessed by demons Walking on ceilings, chasing white lines speeding Like Tony Soprano taking meetings With a psychologist about his emotional feelings And his criminal dealings He even talked about how to make alcohol out of orange peelings ‘Pink Cookies in a Plastic Bag Getting Crushed By a Building' Was cool until Canibus killed 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 ‘Southernplayaistic' and pimp chicks Put my big dick in their mouth and smear their lipstick Come here you stank bitch Tell your man if he don't spit a hundred bars I'ma bust him in his big lips Spit quick like 6-B tip-tronic stick shift ‘Bis is equipped with a nitrous-oxide flip switch 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 they'll never break me, they underestimate me Me and the Killer P and the P-A-C Get crazy with G-A-T's I'm a B-E-A-S-T, you don't want to race me I do mach 1 over an A-F-B No ifs, A-N-D's or B-U-T's A hundred bars ain't shit for a true M-C Shut the fuck up! You should be ashamed of yourself I ain't heard nothing I felt, Lemmie Hear Sumthin' Else! [Chorus]