Lemme Hear Somethin Else Lyrics - Canibus

[Chorus] 

Aiyyo my wrist stay froze (Lemme hear somethin else) 

Aiyyo I fuck mad hoes (Yo lemme hear somethin else) 

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

Yo man you fuckin 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) 

[Killer P] 

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 

[Pakman] 

Chhhh.. 

Nigga! You don't wanna cipher with me 

My name ain't Pakman for nothin, I'm gobblin emcees 

Chhhh.. 

[Killer P] 

Damn yo, I wasn't even tryna take it there 

Lemme hear somethin in the ear nigga, 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 nigga, 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 FUCKIN millionaire in every one of ya rhymes 

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

I gotta go, and the shit you spittin nigga, better be slick 

He started gettin busy, I was noddin my head 

Then he fucked it all up and said some shit that I said 

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

Lookin 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 somethin else 

[Chorus] 

[Canibus] 

I give you more grievance than a nigga 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 bitch! 

Tell ya man if he don't spit a hundred bars 

I'ma bust him in his big lips 

Spit quick, like 6B tip-tronic stick-shift 

Bitch 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 Killer 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 SHIT for a true emcee 

SHUT THE FUCK UP! You should be ashamed of yourself 

I ain't heard nothin I felt, lemme hear somethin else 

[Chorus]