True-iVi

TRUE - iVi [ verse 1 ] You know the plan, gee, I rip any mic you hand me I been down, this aint no mutha*****in brandy Its lord finesse, yeah, you know it Its that funky type poet that get loose like aerobics You know I be slammin suckers When Im not on the mic, Im makin more moves than a dance instructor I have no passion for rhymers Nowadays I come with more styles than fashion designers Rappers be cold frontin They like forrest gump (why? ) them niggas dont know nothin So watch how I hit em In 95 and beyond lord finesse is true and livin [ verse 2 ] I dont have to pop tools to stop crews or mop fools I play it cool and smooth, and like drop jewels I get props and never fail, hops The stuff Im deliverin you cant get in your mailbox I wont sink the way my brain thinks When it comes to crews, Im connected like a chain link Im out to make large figures You could be a casino dealer, and still couldnt pull my *****in card, ni**a Im so bad with the vocab Thats only part of it, now let me school you on the whole half Im no stranger, more like danger Like playin russian roulette with 5 bullets in the chamber I get more props, Im raw, hops With the sure shot thats guaranteed to make all you girls drawers drop So peep my funk style of rhythm Word life, kid, Im true and livin [ verse 3 ] Now its the funkyman, and niggas cant see me When I grab the mic you better play the wall like graffiti Cause whether fast or somethin slow Im bad like michael jackson, only thing is, Im *****in, though Hey yo, so just save it Im one of the funkiest, plus the underground favorite That got astoundin rhymes Thatll make your grandmoms get up when I decide to get down for mines I make your whole platoon nervous Tryin to get live, I bring it to that a** like *****in room service What you gonna do when I hunt you down You could have a freak on a ferris wheel, you still couldnt ***** around This is how it goes when finesse raps When brothers be sleepin on a ni**a, but I dont stress that Itas the man that be rappin clever Thats why Im gonna shine forever, like paddened leather Have no fear, I kick it simple and so clear ***** making your day, I got some sh*t for your whole year I dont know why these crews be frontin They can have three u-haul trucks, and still wont be movin nothin I put niggas on curfews, I hurt crews My style is harder than the heel on *****in church shoes Wanna wear my shoes, you cant fit em In years to come I be true and livin