Chris Lowe - Never Heard It Like This Before lyrics

[Chorus] Never heard it like - quite like this before Never heard it like - quite like this before [Chris Lowe] Now first off the bat, nah y'all who dat? Think about where you first heard the skull snap First of all, y'all don't know me I'm on the cover of the XXL between Steel and Jarobi "The Greatest Day in Hip-Hop History" is to be marked Mad contacts just got sparked F'real, that's why I'm here Sleeping Bag wasn't cursin me, this my 10th anniversary I trooped it back from the day in Connecticut y'all live, real n***az lick shots, peace to Shaolin Let's get it rugged like rough rugs and stuff And break sh** down like construction trucks Word up to M.O., to the ten year demo I made him come clean, one mean lean machine I tell you like this, if y'all prefer You gon' hear this funk sh** 'til your vision a-blur [Chorus] - 2X [Chris Lowe] Y'all millionaires pay attention, player hatin and dissin Sharp minds'll find this the sh** y'all missin See I'm all about the skin I'm in, back to black Let's begin again, my complexion like cinnamon Best believe somethin up my sleeve With no competition, just can not achieve A s**y s**er, but the mind is sane Havin nothin to lose but my goal's to gain That's plain to see, that's on the strength of Mic G Yes lord I hold it down real tightly I take it to the top one time for all y'all The ladies and the gentlemen, hustlin and pedalin Whoever you are, I know your type by far Have some respect and keep that act up to par The rules of my game for your protection (protection) To keep you movin in the right direction [Chorus] - 2X [Chris Lowe] The ball in your court, Chris Lowe shoot the shot Some brothers, might like it, some brothers, might not Do it different? Not at all, the funk don't fall boy You nuts, n***az got cla**ic cuts Check the script, as I flip, it ain't nuttin I hear presto rappers, instant, pushin for bu*tons But this here original, from an*log to the digital It's clear to see that mean it's rippable To d**h, the last funk n***a left I needed a record, to save my last breath Push it up, cause you might not ever hear me again I'm Chris Lowe, see y'all in another ten [Chorus] - to fade