I Gotta Story 2 Tell - Canibus

Listen to me everybody, I got a story to tell

Well, well

Ono wan make beef outta steam fish?

Tell ya artist keep my name out they mouth or you won’t have no peace

Compared to Canibus, you pitbulls is poultry

You and Biggie made a dope team but I roast Beans

Be careful how you approach things

My name ain’t J to the Muahh, man, I got a flow that stings

It’s rap music, you confuse it if you want to

I might still diss you just to see what you gon' do

You must be gettin' insecure or something

I’m just admirin' your shit, man, I ain’t gon' touch it

I been through a lot of things in my life but I learned from it

Put yourself in my shoes, don’t I deserve something?

The only difference between me and you is a budget

Don’t make me have to go and sign with Suge or something

Remember this: history repeats itself

Whenever that never-ending hunger meets itself

Everybody want they wealth, peace and health

When I was fucked up you ain’t give me a couple of G’s to help, did you?

No, you waited for my cheese to melt

You want all the hot beats and the streets to yourself

Well my patronymic is different enough to attract interest

From anybody in the rap business and I’mma get it, cash or credit

Besides a little drama with my first 2 records

Rip the Jacker’s image is unblemished

Come on, I wouldn’t bite you I look at you like my dentist

I thought you was number one recommended, why you offended?

Hip hop ain’t your property, you ain’t the only tenant

If I win the lottery, you can’t tell me how to spend it

You got something to say, don’t put your Henchmen in it

Them little monkey-faced artist that you sign for pennies

I refuse to serve them like Denny’s

You know they rhymes is petty

Don’t tell me that your school of hard knocks turn preppy

None of y’all motherfuckers know me and you never met me

And if my name wasn’t shit, then, you wouldn’t sweat me

That’s absurd right?

Me gettin' busy get on your nerves, right?

You really are listenin' to the words, right?

High when I wrote this but sober when I spoke it

It’s not like I tried to promote it like Jay-O did, you notice?

Man, I was never focused on you

I just spit hard on the mic 'cause my shit is hot too

I went out and bought your album 2 times, I ain’t hatin'

Next thing I know, you talkin' Jamaican, like, you a native

But you really violatin', you don’t know what you sayin'

Canibus ain’t in the game, so you know he ain’t playin

I had nothing before and I have nothing now

Fuckin' with a nigga with nothing only brings you down

Listen to me everybody-rybody-rybody-rybody…