Not That Type Lyrics

Yo, I've been sane, I've been around I've been shoving the fuckin' lockers like 'Em now

I've been the hood a lot of years

I've been the streets, I've been always shifting gears

I've been focused on my mind, on the frame The motherfuckin' dream everybody wants to

See You wanna come and quit, you wanna come and

Fart Hell nah, you better leave the motherfuckin

Charge Everybody charged to the streets as we know

You call but the port a motherfuckin' Mobile, yo

And you shout, damn, but you know, though That this motherfuckin' dude got the fuckin

I bring the shit like the pain in the fuckin' heart

I bring that shit and I'm always fuckin' mostly scarred

But I've been around and every fuckin' applaud That I get, I give it to the above Lord

Tell em' on, tell em' on the fuckin' block Tell em' in, H-Town about to pop

Tell em' I, the motherfuckin' stage and light 40 years old with a gift and a fuckin' mic

So what you get in respect you give me You get a motherfuckin' bunch of fuckin' CD's

I put in the streets, I put it on the web For the soul goddamn boy to become a rapper, yeah

But I got a difference in my life I'm that white, that Sicilian motherfuckin' type

And I spit, I spit on the fuckin' mic And if I'm not doin' it today, I'm doin' it

To fuckin-night

Yo, I gotta say We thought that was the end, but not today

We bout to spit, and we always fuckin' pray That there's a guy in the sky always lookin' this a way

But we bring our heart to the mic Our fuckin' words are sounds they just might

Be the thoughts that I put down tonight But I don't write, cause I'm not that fuckin' type