Aiyyo my wrist froze (Lemme hear somethin else) Aiyyo I fuck mad hoes (Yo lemme somethin else) I'm a big dog with big (Won't you say somethin else) Yo man you fuckin up my (You ain't got nothin else) Man I got somethin else (So hear somethin else) My got bagette diamonds (Won't you do somethin else) I spit rhymes with perfect timing (You try somethin else) Yeah you can't stop me from (I'll spit it myself)
P] I'm on my way to ASCAP so I can pick up my I ran into a Jacker nigga tryna hit me flows He know I had a mind to just bloody his nose And let the blood pour down on his clothes
Chhhh.. Nigga! You don't cipher with me My name Pakman for nothin, I'm gobblin emcees Chhhh..
P] Damn yo, I wasn't even tryna take it hear somethin in the ear nigga, make it clear He started goin on about pushin a big How he jig, and smoked chronic up with his friends He it big and got unlimited ends I just met the nigga, I seen him walkin up with his Stop frontin shorty, lemme you somethin 'bout the game It's a thin line, being wack to spittin flames You gotta represent you be writin them lines be a FUCKIN millionaire in every one of ya rhymes I'ma let you walk in but yo you be quick I gotta go, and the shit you nigga, better be slick He started gettin busy, I was my head Then he it all up and said some shit that I said Stopped rhymin 'cause he he shouldn't have said that verse stupid as fuck, for that nigga it was the worst Yo, how you bite and try to be top shelf Better get ya act together, lemme hear somethin
I give you more grievance than a nigga by demons Walkin on ceilings, chasin white lot Like Soprano, takin meetings With a psychologist about his emotional and his dealings He even talked about how to alcohol out of orange peelings Pink cookies in a plastic bag gettin crushed by a was cool until Canibus it ill cannibalistic, animal instincts Instant fitness, could you handle the distance? You have enough wisdom The man who quicksand resistance, sinks the quickest, simple physics I get "Southernplayalistic" and chicks Put my big dick in they mouth and smear lipstick Come you stank bitch! Tell ya man if he don't spit a bars I'ma him in his big lips Spit quick, 6B tip-tronic stick-shift Bitch is with a nitrous-oxide flipswitch If you me, why would you recreate me those that imitate me and emulate me? They talk me so distastefully lately But that break me, they underestimate me Me and the P, and P-A-C get crazy with G-A-T's I'm a B-E-A-S-T, you wanna race me I do 1 over a A-F-B No if's, A-N-D's, or A hundred ain't SHIT for a true emcee SHUT THE FUCK UP! You should be of yourself I ain't heard I felt, lemme hear somethin else