Lemmie Hear Sumthin' Else

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 **** mad hoes (Yo lemme hear something else)

I'm a big dog with big dough (Won't you say something else)

Yo man you ****ing 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 ***** 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.. *****! 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 *****, 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 *****, 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 ****ing millionaire in every one of your rhymes

I'ma let you walk in but yo you gotta be quick

I gotta go, and the **** you spitting *****, better be slick

He started getting busy, I was nodding my head

Then he ****ed it all up and said some **** that I said

Stopped rhyming 'cause he knew he shouldn't have said that verse

Looking stupid as ****, for that ***** 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 ***** 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 **** in their mouth and smear their lipstick

Come here you stank *****

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 **** for a true M-C

Shut the **** up! You should be ashamed of yourself

I ain't heard nothing I felt, Lemmie Hear Sumthin' Else!

[Chorus]