I'm That Type of Nigga

[Intro]

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[Chorus]

Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?

Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?

Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?

Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?

[Verse 1: Fatlip]

Well, I am the nigga in charge over here

Sack the quarterback to make a cheerleader cheer

I fix my funk like Thelonious Monk

Stayin' true to the game 'cause I ain't no punk

Never been a bitch, so I don't act bitchy

Smooth on the vinyl like Lionel Richie

And for creeps who sleep, you better ring the alarm clock

Don't dig what I'm kicking? You can suck on a warm cock

Originate trends, my rhymes, they get paid

So I'm making ends and beginnings, see, I'm never afraid

Of a pancake MC 'cause I flips when I sways it

Housin' motherfuckers like a real estate agent

Douse you with my lyrical liquid for this hip-hop era

So I suggest you fetch an umbrella for my reign of terror

'Cause you can get your posse and your army brigade

Because I am not afraid

Oh, 'cause I'm the type of nigga that you never forget (What?)

And I'm the type of nigga that can shake my shit (What?)

'Cause I'm the type of nigga with nothin' to hide (What's your name?)

Fat Lip from the Pharcyde, and you know what's up

[Chorus]

Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?

Who is the nigga in charge over here?

[Verse 2: Imani]

Well, I'm dark like chocolate and flow like milk

Slicker than oil, smooth like silk

Please give me some room because it's me you're gonna suffocate

The fly-ass brother is Imani the Great

You fuck with me, I'll be the nigga who be slangin' them dogs

Arms like sticks, hands like bricks, niggas be droppin' like logs

I used to be the nigga never down with doin' dirt

Now I got your girl callin' when she's down for doin' work

'Cause I'm the type of nigga that'll rock them drawers

Straight to a party, tuggin' on my balls

I used to be the nigga that'd keep you happy

Go ask your moms 'cause I might be the nigga you callin' pappy

[Chorus]

Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?

Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?

Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?

[Verse 3: Buckwheat]

Well, I'm the nigga in chargin', E.X. Large-in'

Captain of a ship, pretender, no, never no sergeant

See, I'm the type of nigga to catch a bullet in my teeth

Then call you Saint Nick, dick, 'cause you'll get hung like a wreath

Snap, chin check is what I do to put your head out

Trip bangin', known to sneak attack these raps before they get out

I'm the type of nigga that'll serve you on a platter

Like a piece of glass, when I drop it, you shatter

I'm the type of nigga that'll kick your ass (What?)

I'm the type of nigga that's built to last (What?)

Yep, the type the nigga that'll say what's up

To a brother, but a devil would just get fucked up

And it's like that, alright, black? I pick up the mic and strike at your ego

This motherfuckin' negro is awesome

Beat Junkie is the crew, Buckwheat's my name and I'ma sort them

So you better get off my dick

'Cause if you ain't a Beat Junkie, then you ain't said shit

[Chorus]

Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?

Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?

[Verse 4: SlimKid3]

You better watch your hide

'Cause this sound ain't big enough for the two of us

It's a must that I bust actually

See, I'm the type of nigga that likes to breathe

And I'm the type of nigga that'll roll my sleeves

Up if there's a tussle, I'm down to kick some butthole

Nigga crash, nigga bash with very little muscle

Hustler in my heart, so I'ma play the part

Of that type of nigga with the ice cold heart

Chilly Willy, don't be silly

I'll take your philly and I'll bone her

Make her disown ya

Change her name to Mona

Put her on my throne, oh yeah

See, I'm the type of the nigga, so you better beware

The nigga is on, I'm putting it on like Al Capone, I'm all that

The only difference between me and Alsy Palsy is I'm Black, jack, king me

No clownin' 'cause I'm crownin' like a tooth

And when I spit my shit, it's one-hundred-ninety proof

[Chorus]

Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?

Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?

[Verse 5: Bootie Brown]

Well, I shuts 'em down like P.E

That's what they try to be me

I own a size ten in Nike and I kick you in your pee-pee, that's me

I am the one that kicked your daddy in your nuts

That's why your mental state was fucked before you hit your mama's guts

'Cause I'm the nigga and the boss, I flip it and I toss

That time there was a quarter, only a dollar was what they cost

'Cause niggas on my Snoopy like the bird Woodstock

Get your hands off my dick because I hold this cock

It's like I'm waitin' in the distance, resisted from persistence

I'm Dirty Harry and I take your mama just for instance

'Cause I'm the type of nigga to make the fat lady sing

Hour after my flow, she wasn't shocked with my swing

But a little too much weight to be a new jack man

Got more rhythm in my toe than a whole blues band

'Cause when I rock, the people roll, when I recite from my scroll

Play the beat, nigga, forever mind, body, and soul

[Outro]

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