作曲 : Hall, Lord Finesse Aw *******t now, word spreads around when i get down I rip clowns, i make *****s wanna skip town Lord finesse got the rough raps, ***** that When i do my thing, i come off like a hub cap I put *******t out like a fireman, you never met a flier man I slide up in chicks like a diafram (you can't murder me, you better recognize) people heard of me I say the *******t that get you open like surgery I'm so def, i catch wreck with no sweat When i rock mics it don't make sense to try to go next With the mic i'm royal, see You could have a silver jacket with rhinestones and couldn't *******ne more than me Don't be silly and try to kill me Soundin like milli vanilli, i smoke your ass like a philly I rap with force when i'm kickin my facts across The *******t i kick is hotter than tabasco sauce Don't try to ruin me or talk about doin me (why?) i got *******t that'll spark your whole community So lounge and peep the deal (cause i'm one mutha*****a you don't have to tell keep it real) Brothers don't know i can (flip the style) I'm out to make dough, kid (flip the style) Come to my show, so i can (flip the style) Check the flow, yo (just flip the style) Can i do my thing, kid? (flip the style) I'm ready to swing, yo (flip the stlye) I got rap on a string, kid (flip the style) Just gimme your ring when i (just flip the style) [ verse 2 ] I get attention like a lexus, girls wanna *** this Play rappers like tetris, eat em like breakfast Think you're nice? boy, you better be, you know my pedigree I'm on the rise like afros in the 70s I keep money, i freak honeys, i represent the streets, sonny You know my style, don't sleep, money I put it on like sneakers, it's the smooth speaker Peace to krs-one, that's the teacher Now let me hit you with this line i drive, this rhyme's fly This is how it goes down in the '95 That's right, because i said it, don't sweat it, kid Don't think i'm nice? well, i am, so give me credit, kid I wreck *****s, collect figures Yo, i'm like aretha franklin - all i want is some respect, ***** I drop facts when i rock raps over hot tracks That's why *****s be on my ***** like a jock strap Bring the best, i get with him Even deaf people be sayin, "i heard that kid got some *******t with him" None could diss this or rip this, for instance Give me a cordless mic, i beat a rapper long-distance Crews i run through, won't fall or fumble You can get done, too, don't let me catch you on the humble *****s don't like me, but that's aight, gee Brothers act sheisty, that's why i play the crib with the wifey One of the best, don't compare me to none of the rest Straight up and down, word life you can't ***** with finesse *******t sound hype, yo (flip the style) It's only right that i (flip the style) Pass the mic, so i can (flip the style) I got my flow down tight, kid (just flip the style) I got the skills to make papes, yo (flip the style) I gotta set em straight, kid (flip the style) I bet diggin' in the crates can (flip the style) I got moves to make, yo (just flip the style)
作曲 : Hall, Lord Finesse Aw *******t now, word spreads around when i get down I rip clowns, i make *****s wanna skip town Lord finesse got the rough raps, ***** that When i do my thing, i come off like a hub cap I put *******t out like a fireman, you never met a flier man I slide up in chicks like a diafram (you can't murder me, you better recognize) people heard of me I say the *******t that get you open like surgery I'm so def, i catch wreck with no sweat When i rock mics it don't make sense to try to go next With the mic i'm royal, see You could have a silver jacket with rhinestones and couldn't *******ne more than me Don't be silly and try to kill me Soundin like milli vanilli, i smoke your ass like a philly I rap with force when i'm kickin my facts across The *******t i kick is hotter than tabasco sauce Don't try to ruin me or talk about doin me (why?) i got *******t that'll spark your whole community So lounge and peep the deal (cause i'm one mutha*****a you don't have to tell keep it real) Brothers don't know i can (flip the style) I'm out to make dough, kid (flip the style) Come to my show, so i can (flip the style) Check the flow, yo (just flip the style) Can i do my thing, kid? (flip the style) I'm ready to swing, yo (flip the stlye) I got rap on a string, kid (flip the style) Just gimme your ring when i (just flip the style) [ verse 2 ] I get attention like a lexus, girls wanna *** this Play rappers like tetris, eat em like breakfast Think you're nice? boy, you better be, you know my pedigree I'm on the rise like afros in the 70s I keep money, i freak honeys, i represent the streets, sonny You know my style, don't sleep, money I put it on like sneakers, it's the smooth speaker Peace to krs-one, that's the teacher Now let me hit you with this line i drive, this rhyme's fly This is how it goes down in the '95 That's right, because i said it, don't sweat it, kid Don't think i'm nice? well, i am, so give me credit, kid I wreck *****s, collect figures Yo, i'm like aretha franklin - all i want is some respect, ***** I drop facts when i rock raps over hot tracks That's why *****s be on my ***** like a jock strap Bring the best, i get with him Even deaf people be sayin, "i heard that kid got some *******t with him" None could diss this or rip this, for instance Give me a cordless mic, i beat a rapper long-distance Crews i run through, won't fall or fumble You can get done, too, don't let me catch you on the humble *****s don't like me, but that's aight, gee Brothers act sheisty, that's why i play the crib with the wifey One of the best, don't compare me to none of the rest Straight up and down, word life you can't ***** with finesse *******t sound hype, yo (flip the style) It's only right that i (flip the style) Pass the mic, so i can (flip the style) I got my flow down tight, kid (just flip the style) I got the skills to make papes, yo (flip the style) I gotta set em straight, kid (flip the style) I bet diggin' in the crates can (flip the style) I got moves to make, yo (just flip the style)
