Lord Finesse - Soul Plan Lyrics

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God bless the child that can hold his own

Against the man with the plan who got the whole spot sewn

The type that's known to set the tone

Just pass the microphone i have the whole spot blown (repeat 2x)

Check it it's the player to examine

My thought patterns are deep like canyons

A tough companion that women won't adandon

That's my steelo lyrics conquer the street like nino

Lay incognito because life's a gamble like ceelo

That's what we know forget what they know or say yo

I gotta do my thing i can't be caught hanging like a halo

Time to hustle or get caught up in the shuffle

Use brains over muscle i'm seeing more chips than ruffles

God bless the child that can hold his own

Against the man with the plan who got the whole spot sewn

The type that's known to set the tone

Just pass the microphone i have the whole spot blown (repeat 2x)

I'm gigantic coming hard like granite

Forget where you're from i represent the whole planet

Not the sort lagging (sort lagging) never fought bragging (fought bragging)

The way i make moves and mess up your whole thought pattern

Opponents i check 'em got skills out the rectum

Display many styles like colors in a spectrum

You can't escape the inconcealable

Niggas is so wack even people reading braille ain't feeling you (right)

I fell off? come on imagine it

It's the sharp elaborate

Type of nigga that's not having it

On some new shit some extra cool shit

The type to lounge in the crib all day

Peeping pay-per-view shit

Word it's bugged hops i love props

When i come to town i'm under survailance like drug spots

'96 coming from the rear quick

I'm on some ol' "hit the lotto & disappear" shit

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God bless the child that can hold his own

Against the man with the plan who got the whole spot sewn

The type that's known to set the tone

Just pass the microphone i have the whole spot blown(repeat 2x)

I use poetic psychiatric types of tactics

Man this rap shit got me seeing more green than st. patrick's

The tight player (tight player) with the right flavor (right flavor)

That comes off like a life saver and slides like an ice skater

Catch me shining from a mile away

The kid with the stylish braids doing my thing sipping alize

You see me sinning with the money and the women

You think i'm winning? shit i'm barely living

Forget those goals we got higher tasks to try and pass

Brothers be fronting but i see through them clowns like fiberglass

I roll with bomb squads beyond hard about making money kid

Fuck chasing chickens in the barnyard

Word up while you're still clowning

I'm in the hills lounging catching vibes off of will downing

Living the life of a grown man

Me and dink and roy ayers we got the soul plan

God bless the child that can hold his own

Against the man with the plan who got the whole spot sewn

The type that's known to set the tone

Just pass the microphone i have the whole spot blown (repeat 2x)

(roy ayers solos on the keys til fade)

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