(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!
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[ 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
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[ 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!)
