Canibus:The Type That

[Canibus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh //
You know it’s all terrific //
You know it’s //

[Canibus]
Yo //
I just want to see you pump ya’ll fist //
I don’t want to hear ya’ll talk no shit //
I just want to get on stage and show the gift //
Show the gift //

[Canibus]
I’m the type of nigga that’ll click-click ride with ya //
The type of nigga that’ll smoke that lah with ya //
The type of nigga that’ll bust that nine at ya //
Spit that line at ya, kick that fire //

[Canibus]
Yo,
Ayo //
What up god? No luck? Aww //
You can’t sell crack on the block no more //
Cause I pulled up, parked, rolled up, sparked //
Dogs bark. Oh shit! Narcs! //
I Jackie Chan up the wall and sit in the dark //
Or go running for a jog while I spit in the park //
My jigsaw still hard, the metaphors remain sharp //
Give you sharp pains through your brain if you slang-box //
Me and you in the sandbox with our hands locked //
Get the same shit your man with the broken hand got //
I bang glock, I’ve been hot //
Cock bang Mi Ling from Bangkok for ten baht //
My broad with the fat ass can sit up front //
Your broad that look like trash can sit in the trunk //
I’m gonna fuck ‘til I break off chunks //
Break off a big chunk of skunk and take off with a blunt //
Hit the studio, sometimes I work all day //
Still change my voice-box oil every 3k //
Step to the stage, throw a sign to the Deejay //
Everybody screaming out, “Do what the weed say!” //

[Canibus]
I’m the type of nigga that’ll click-click ride with ya //
The type of nigga that’ll smoke that lah with ya //
The type of nigga that’ll bust that nine at ya //
Spit that line at ya, kick that fire //
The type of nigga that’ll set up shop with ya //
The type of nigga that’ll pace the block with ya //
The type of nigga that’ll pass the glock to ya //
Stash the rock for ya, nigga I got ya //

[Canibus]
This is //

[Canibus]
The glock-nine and the double-action forty-five //
Bend your mental //
From the beginning to the end is connected to the beginning like infinity symbols //
I keep it simple, don’t want to offend you //
Cause niggas don’t understand what they ain’t into //
Misunderstanding is still a form of understanding //
But ya’ll niggas don’t hear me though //

[Canibus]
I’m the type of nigga that’ll click-click ride with ya //
The type of nigga that’ll smoke that lah with ya //
The type of nigga that’ll bust that nine at ya //
Spit that line at ya, kick that fire //
The type of nigga that’ll set up shop with ya //
The type of nigga that’ll pace the block with ya //
The type of nigga that’ll pass the glock to ya //
Stash the rock for ya, nigga I got ya //

[Canibus]
I just want to see you pump ya’ll fist //
I don’t want to hear ya’ll talk no shit //
I just want to get on stage and show the gift //
Show the gift //