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Lord Finesse lyrics Hip 2 Da Game lyrics (You know what?) (You know what?) (You know what?) [ CHORUS ] I'm hip to the game (right) I'll always be the same (true) Cause whether I'm broke or got fame Sunshine or rain Ain't a damn thing changed [ VERSE 1 ] Finesse fell off, that's what some figure You better see Mary Blige and get the 411, nigga I rock rappers frequently I'm like Stevie Wonder, I can't see a brother beatin me Wanna throw joints? You get spanked, fella Wanna talk dough? I'm seein more cash than a bank teller Wanna talk girls, you can't follow this I been through more skins than the average dermatologist I'm no joke on a fast or slow tip Pockets stay so thick, be on some down-low shit I turn MC's red fast I never sell out, fuck that, yo, I'm dead ass I'm on it like TNT When it comes to this, ain't another brother seein me That's why opponents always get scared Cause I make brothers go, ";Hey yo, that's that shit there!"; [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 2 ] Brothers better lounge when I pass through town (You better recognize) Don't know? Better ask around Word life, I'm not a new figure They say good things come to those who wait - I'm overdue, nigga I lounge and rock tunes The way I be savin the day, give me a cape and a costume But no, it's not Batman, it's the original blackman That goes back like the Gap Band I don't run scams, got dumb fans Yo, I'm one man that's quick to toast a nigga like a sun tan People wondered would I rock again? Shit, rap without Finesse is like life without oxygen It's no quiz, I get biz, you know what the deal is Rap ain't shit if it ain't real, kid Can't a rapper outplay me (Do your thing, kid) Word life, no doubt, baby [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 3 ] I don't stutter, I'm so butter, like no other Word, I'm that funky type of soul brother I get stupid, but I'm dumb wise, I'm one guy That can rock a party from night until sunrise You can't mess with the rap lord That's like sayin you can dunk when you can't touch the backboard Ha, I got the smooth rep I got styles that kung-fu muthafuckas didn't use yet How long I been rockin raps? Since niggas was wearin Lee's, mark-necks and sportin stocking caps Plus I be flippin figures In '95 and beyond, best believe I got some shit for niggas (You know what?) (You know what?) (You know what?) (Yeah!) Other Lord Finesse lyrics: Just a Little Something lyrics Baby, You Nasty lyrics Funky Technician lyrics Back to Back Rhyming lyrics Here I Come lyrics Slave to My Soundwave lyrics I Keep the Crowd Listening lyrics Bad Mutha lyrics Keep it Flowing lyrics Lesson to be Taught lyrics Strictly for the Ladies lyrics Track the Movement lyrics Praise the Lord lyrics Kicking Flavor With My Man lyrics Return of the Funky Man lyrics I Like My Girls With a Boom lyrics Yes You May lyrics Hey Look at Shorty lyrics Save That Shit lyrics Show 'Em How We Do Things lyrics Isn't He Something lyrics Fat For The 90's lyrics Stop Sweating the Next Man lyrics Funky on the Fast Tip lyrics That's How Smooth I Am lyrics Party Over Here lyrics Fuck 'Em lyrics True and Livin' lyrics O Lord lyrics Brainstorm\P.S.K. (No Gimmicks Remix) lyrics Gameplan lyrics Flip Da Style lyrics Speak Ya Peace lyrics Food For Thought lyrics No Gimmicks lyrics |