| Song | Hip 2 Da Game |
| Artist | Lord Finesse |
| Album | The Awakening |
| 作曲 : Hall, Lord Finesse | |
| (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, **** 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 mutha****as 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!) |
| zuò qǔ : Hall, Lord Finesse | |
| 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 downlow shit | |
| I turn mc' s red fast | |
| I never sell out, 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 kungfu mutha as didn' t use yet | |
| How long i been rockin raps? | |
| Since niggas was wearin lee' s, marknecks 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! |