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Song title: Lord Finesse - Flip Da Style

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[ verse 1 ]
Aw shit now, word spreads around when I get down
I rip clowns, I make niggas wanna skip town
Lord finesse got the rough raps, fuck that
When I do my thing, I come off like a hub cap
I put shit out like a fireman, you never met a flier man
I slide up in chicks like a diafram
(you cant murder me, you better recognize) people heard of me
I say the shit that get you open like surgery
Im so def, I catch wreck with no sweat
When I rock mics it dont make sense to try to go next
With the mic Im royal, see
You could have a silver jacket with rhinestones and couldnt shine more than me
Dont be silly and try to kill me
Soundin like milli vanilli, I smoke your ass like a philly
I rap with force when Im kickin my facts across
The shit I kick is hotter than tabasco sauce
Dont try to ruin me or talk about doin me
(why? ) I got shit thatll spark your whole community
So lounge and peep the deal
(cause Im one muthafucka you dont have to tell keep it real)

Brothers dont know I can (flip the style)
Im 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)
Im 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 sex this
Play rappers like tetris, eat em like breakfast
Think youre nice? boy, you better be, you know my pedigree
Im on the rise like afros in the 70s
I keep money, I freak honeys, I represent the streets, sonny
You know my style, dont sleep, money
I put it on like sneakers, its the smooth speaker
Peace to krs-one, thats the teacher
Now let me hit you with this line I drive, this rhymes fly
This is how it goes down in the 95
Thats right, because I said it, dont sweat it, kid
Dont think Im nice? well, I am, so give me credit, kid
I wreck niggas, collect figures
Yo, Im like aretha franklin - all I want is some respect, nigga
I drop facts when I rock raps over hot tracks
Thats why niggas be on my dick like a jock strap
Bring the best, I get with him
Even deaf people be sayin, I heard that kid got some shit 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, wont fall or fumble
You can get done, too, dont let me catch you on the humble
Niggas dont like me, but thats aight, gee
Brothers act sheisty, thats why I play the crib with the wifey
One of the best, dont compare me to none of the rest
Straight up and down, word life you cant fuck with finesse

Shit sound hype, yo (flip the style)
Its 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)