D Flow - Add On lyrics

[Intro: Lord Finesse talking] Ahhh, this how it goes down Keep onn, and you don't stop Ah keep it onn, and you don't stop Keep onn, and you don't stop Break it down one time for ya mind Live and motherf**ing direct for '95 It's Showbiz and A.G And yours truly, the funky one The Grand Imperial Lord Finesse As it goes like this like that ya'll, keep it on It's like that ya'll, keep it on It's like that, ahhh [Lord Finesse] It's Lord Finesse, the rhyme vet Like Biggie, I'm "Ready to Die" but it ain't my f**ing time yet I bring the noise like static, I cause havoc When I grab the mic I pack a party like traffic You know my style, I got the hip sound I should be a construction worker, the way I be tearing sh** down One of the best, you ought to shout it I bust a n***a a** and won't give two thoughts about it Word, I hunt you down I got a million reasons why none of you can f** around I slay beginners, sautee contenders sh**, and be damned if I don't walk away the winner I kick facts, flip raps over hip tracks You know what I'm saying? (Yeah, I can dig that) I'm gifted, my rhyme is wicked When it comes to knowledge, I got j**els like the Diamond District I'm the dopest, the baddest, one of the fattest The nicest, chicken-heads know my status For those that's waiting to doubt I'm a play like Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth and "Straighten it Out" [Hook] Ayo Show, my man (Add on, add on!) A.G. my man (Add on, add on!) Ayo Show my man (Add on, add on!) D-Flow my man (Add on, add on!) [D-Flow (Diamond D)] Check it, I got the herb to bomb your brain I'm a threat like Saddam Hussein, n***as better know my name I flow the same in a competition I break them clowns up something different, buck 'em with the f**ing Smith an' Wesson, MC's never leave my section Finger on the trigger, I figure I k** that n***a for stepping I tote the four-fifth, riff and get your jaw shift Flip phones and mad j**els got me looking gorgeous Ignore the style and get bucked down, child With the three-pound pal, BLAOW! How you like me now? The new improved Flow, you know how I do so Whatever, a motherf**ing terror like Cujo I'm out to get mine, I want mils, God n***as that feel hard, chill or f** around and get your grill scarred It's D-Flow, you know my steelo, ceelo will lie you know how we go Chop him like a kilo and let him die [A.G.] And I'm a add on like arithmetic s**ers careers get stopped so just watch who you riffing with I'm on point with the snakes and fakes Ain't the one (think I am?), you get hung like drapes And it's proven, point blank that's the conclusion Seeing me losing, it's all an illusion Like the raw ism, I'm a kiss him when I hurt him Then desert him, cause Show & A.G. sh** is sickening Giving stress to them snakes is a ritual Nikes and North Flakes, oh yes, they bless the physical Promote the Glock? No I'm not I use it as a art, ain't got heart to disrespect hip-hop Time to breeze, now I'm gone, the Crates is rolling strong So add on and on [Hook]