The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
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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?
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 that's asleep 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 making ends and beginnings
See, I'm never afraid
Of a pancake MC 'cause I'm flip when I sways this
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 armored 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
Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?
Who is the nigga in charge over here?
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 slanging them dogs on
Arms like sticks hands like bricks niggas be be droppin' like logs
I used to be the nigga never down but doin' dirt
Now I got your girl callin' when she's down with 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 the nigga you callin' pappy
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?
Well I'm the nigga in charge-in
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
Ja like a don't de sneak detective roughly 'fore they get out
I'm the type of nigga that'll serve you on a platter
Like the piece of glass when I drop it you shatter
I'm the type of nigga that'll kick yo 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 'cause motherfuckin' negro is awesome
Beat junky is the cue Buckwheat's my name and I'm a (Sucker)
So you better get off my dick
'Cause if you ain't a beat junky
Then you ain't said shit
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?
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
Ah but 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'm a play the part
Of that type a nigga with the ice cold heart
Chilly Willy, don't be silly
I'll take ya 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 Jew
And when I spit my shit it's 190 proof
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?
Well I shut them down like P.E
That's what they try to be me
I only sat 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
This time there was a quarter only a dollar was what they cost
'Cause niggas on my Snoopy like the bird Woodstock
Getcha hands off my dick because I hold this cock
It's like a 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
Um um well excuse me
Um um well excuse me
Um um well excuse me
Um um well excuse me
Um um well excuse me
Um um well excuse me
Um um
Um um well excuse me
Um um well excuse me
Um um well excuse me
Um um well excuse me
Um um
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?
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 that's asleep 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 making ends and beginnings
See, I'm never afraid
Of a pancake MC 'cause I'm flip when I sways this
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 armored 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
Who is the nigga in charge over here? Who is the nigga in charge?
Who is the nigga in charge over here?
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 slanging them dogs on
Arms like sticks hands like bricks niggas be be droppin' like logs
I used to be the nigga never down but doin' dirt
Now I got your girl callin' when she's down with 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 the nigga you callin' pappy
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?
Well I'm the nigga in charge-in
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
Ja like a don't de sneak detective roughly 'fore they get out
I'm the type of nigga that'll serve you on a platter
Like the piece of glass when I drop it you shatter
I'm the type of nigga that'll kick yo 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 'cause motherfuckin' negro is awesome
Beat junky is the cue Buckwheat's my name and I'm a (Sucker)
So you better get off my dick
'Cause if you ain't a beat junky
Then you ain't said shit
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?
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
Ah but 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'm a play the part
Of that type a nigga with the ice cold heart
Chilly Willy, don't be silly
I'll take ya 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 Jew
And when I spit my shit it's 190 proof
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?
Well I shut them down like P.E
That's what they try to be me
I only sat 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
This time there was a quarter only a dollar was what they cost
'Cause niggas on my Snoopy like the bird Woodstock
Getcha hands off my dick because I hold this cock
It's like a 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
Um um well excuse me
Um um well excuse me
Um um well excuse me
Um um well excuse me
Um um well excuse me
Um um well excuse me
Um um
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I'm That Type of Nigga Lyrics as written by Emandu Imani Rashaan Wilcox Derrick Lemel Stewart
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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