| 歌曲 | Flip Da Style |
| 歌手 | Lord Finesse |
| 专辑 | The Awakening |
| 作曲 : Hall, Lord Finesse | |
| 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, **** 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 can't murder me, you better recognize) people heard of me | |
| I say the shit 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 shine 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 shit i kick is hotter than tabasco sauce | |
| Don't try to ruin me or talk about doin me | |
| (why?) i got shit 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 sex 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 niggas, collect figures | |
| Yo, i'm like aretha franklin - all i want is some respect, nigga | |
| I drop facts when i rock raps over hot tracks | |
| That's 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, won't fall or fumble | |
| You can get done, too, don't let me catch you on the humble | |
| Niggas 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 | |
| Shit 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) |
| zuò qǔ : Hall, Lord Finesse | |
| 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, 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 can' t murder me, you better recognize people heard of me | |
| I say the shit 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 shine 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 shit i kick is hotter than tabasco sauce | |
| Don' t try to ruin me or talk about doin me | |
| why? i got shit 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 sex 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 krsone, 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 niggas, collect figures | |
| Yo, i' m like aretha franklin all i want is some respect, nigga | |
| I drop facts when i rock raps over hot tracks | |
| That' s 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 longdistance | |
| Crews i run through, won' t fall or fumble | |
| You can get done, too, don' t let me catch you on the humble | |
| Niggas 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 | |
| Shit 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 |