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

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

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 beating me

Wanna throw joints? You’ll get spanked, fella. Wanna talk Dough?

I’m seeing more cash than a bank teller

Wanna talk girls? You can’t follow this—I’ve 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 emcees red fast

I’ll never sell out—**** that, yo, I’m deadass

I’m rolling like TNT.

When it comes to this, ain’t another brother seeing me

That’s why opponents always get scared,

‘cause I’ll make brothers go, “Ayyo, now that’s that **** there!”

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

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

Check it

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’ll lounge and rock tunes. The way I’d be saving 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 suntan

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 **** if it ain’t real, kid

Can’t a rapper outplay me

(Do your thing, kid) Word life, no doubt, baby

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

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

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 saying you can dunk when you can’t touch the backboard

Hah, I got the smooth rep.

I got styles that kung fu mother****ers didn’t use yet

How long I’ve been rock and raps?

Since niggas was wearing Lee’s, marked-necks, and sporting stocking caps

Plus, I’ll be flipping figures in ‘95 and beyond, best believe I got some **** for niggas

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

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