Underworld Operations

[Hook: Lord Finesse] Times are shifting, no time to be tricking on chickens (No doubt) Your opinion's different? Well man listen, players front the role And then be forgetting (Straight tripping) [Verse 1: Lord Finesse] Check out the elite player that keeps flavor Producer, beat layer caters spectators to street data Real-life portrayer, rap sayer legit like tax payers Behavior's cool like sax players Conservative, it's all real, no preservatives God bless the illest player you ever heard of, kid Smooth as margarine, got the squadron, shit Don't front, I'll catch you on the rebound like Dennis Rodman [Hook: Marquee] Time to shine, I need my dough bigger (No doubt) No time to be chasing a broke nigga Get on your job, you can keep those short figures '96 we strictly go-getters (How you figure?) [Verse 2: Marquee] Marquee, like a diamond, shining, the light is blinding And many niggas want to fill this light hymen Nah men with the biggest teeth (Why?) Cause this chick is mean Got him hooked, like smokers are to nicotine Queens mommy, keep the skeletons behind me Find me at universities scooping degrees with my mommy Rap's profoundness, slouches I out and out diss Skills be mountainous, so what you know about this? [Hook: Lord Finesse] [Hook: Marquee] [Verse 3: Marquee] No wasting time, money bitch state of mind We on top of shit, ain't the generous kind Want to owning homes, money loan like the Rolling Stones Corleones, staying blown off of flowing poems Expanding, keeping Knots like Landing Eating steaks and salmon thinking of ways to scamming Damn if I ain't taking it, niggas flashing paper Trying to real me in, but a snake and I'll partake in Legal robberies, Henny flowing through my arteries Cloud my vision, controlling every part of me Official ties and links moves mind, body, and sinks Don't talk before I think, distraught before you blink Flawless performance, game enormous Bet you never met a shorty with this endurance Run with crime picks and fine chicks who specialize in mind tricks You got a good man? You'd better watch him in '96 [Hook: Marquee] [Hook: Lord Finesse] [Verse 4: Lord Finesse] Lyrical invasions, blazing, got you gazing So amazing, break down opponents like equasions The stunning, weigh about a hundred eighty something I see you coming, on your toes, kid, you lunching Stop fronting, and trash that till you drop like a bad habit I'll have you folding like a Craftmatic Smooth as satin, this player's patented Be in the Himalayan caverns with some chickens playing Sega Saturn Keep papes like the amount won in sweepstakes Guaranteed every year to take triple what the police make Large, Fort Knox size, if I'm not rolling like a rock slide I'm laying in the cut like peroxide Colossal, soulful like gospels Spiritual, so follow the Lord like an apostle I gots to clock dough, rock shows, I mock foes Drop flows that's deep like fucking potholes Supreme being, the one you hear but rarely seeing Out to hustle, strictly money like the Koreans Out to pile money, that's my style sonny While you foul honeys be lucky to get a Coke and a smile from me [Hook: Lord Finesse] [Hook: Marquee]