Aiyyo my stay froze (Lemme hear somethin else) Aiyyo I fuck mad hoes (Yo hear somethin else) I'm a big dog with big dough (Won't you say else) Yo man you fuckin up my flow (You got nothin else) Man I got somethin else (So lemme hear else) My chain got bagette (Won't you do somethin else) I spit rhymes perfect timing (You could try somethin else) Yeah you can't stop me from shinin (I'll it myself)
P] I'm on my way to ASCAP so I can up my dough I ran into a Jacker tryna hit me with flows He didn't I had a mind to just bloody his nose And let the blood pour down on his clothes
Chhhh.. Nigga! You don't wanna with me My ain't Pakman for nothin, I'm gobblin emcees Chhhh..
P] Damn yo, I wasn't even take it there Lemme somethin in the ear nigga, make it clear He started on about pushin a big Benz 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 his mens Stop frontin shorty, lemme tell you 'bout the game It's a thin line, being wack to spittin flames You represent when you be writin them lines be a FUCKIN millionaire in every one of ya rhymes I'ma let you in but yo you gotta be quick I go, and the shit you spittin nigga, better be slick He started gettin busy, I was noddin my he fucked it all up and said some shit that I said Stopped 'cause he knew he shouldn't have said that verse Lookin as fuck, for that nigga it was the worst Yo, how you gonna bite and try to be top Better get ya act together, hear somethin else
I give you more grievance than a nigga possessed by Walkin on ceilings, white lot speedin Like Tony Soprano, takin a psychologist about his emotional feelings and his crime He even talked about how to alcohol out of orange peelings cookies in a plastic bag gettin crushed by a buildin was cool until Canibus it ill cannibalistic, animal instincts Instant fitness, could you handle the distance? You have enough wisdom The man who gives resistance, sinks the quickest, it's simple I get "Southernplayalistic" and pimp Put my big dick in mouth and smear they lipstick Come here you bitch! Tell ya man if he don't a hundred bars I'ma bust him in his big Spit quick, like 6B stick-shift Bitch is equipped a nitrous-oxide flipswitch If you me, why would you recreate me With those 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 don't wanna me I do 1 over a A-F-B No if's, A-N-D's, or A hundred bars SHIT for a true emcee SHUT THE FUCK UP! You should be of yourself I ain't heard I felt, lemme hear somethin else