Lord Finesse

(feat. A.G., Percee P)
[Lord Finesse]
Aw yeah, coming is my man Andre the Giant in the house, you
know what Im saying? I got my man Rhyme Inspector Percee P
in the house. We gonna set this off for the 90s, you know
what Im saying?
[Percee P]
We repping Queensville and Forrest in the house.
[Lord Finesse]
Let Precee get his props, let him get his props.
[Percee P]
Like sulfuric acid Im lethal, soon as my words reach you
They eat through brains of those that chose to speak to
A wiser and smoother, keep up or I lose you
When I manuver words when Im heard I confuse you, bruise you
Im high potent, devoting much time into one rhyme
Every line of mine is worth quoting
Im like a college dorm, people will swarm
For knowledge, applicants chill out and fill out a form
I know Im the best MC, no one can mess with me
Im a recepie, diss the P and youre history
Percee Ps the man to praise
For days after a phrase is said Ill leave your head phased
No one can surpass the P, get on before or after me
That can be a catastrophe
Brains I kill, when I build
With my skill, in my field cause Im ideal
Foes I decompose from nose to toes
I will dispose of all of those that chose to go to my shows
You gotta hand it to me, you know Im uno assumo
Doing Judo, couldnt do no damage to me
I stayed up later made up a rhyme straight up after I ate up yours
Sprayed up yours, cause get laid up
Thinking Im a make it big, you rap fans know it
Prepare for stale rap, and you snap your Kodak
Diss me, the P? Thatll be suicide
You no frills with no skills, Ill just put you aside
Rappers are skinned in battles and winning them from within them
Befriend them, before I beat them I greet them then eat them, then send them
A ?court hide?, my lyrics coincide
And dwell all through your brain cells as soon as they go inside
The Giant, you got something to say?
[A.G.]
Can I kick it? (Yes, you may)
Pass the mic, and watch how I rock the show
Suckers try to diss, now they got to go
I got so much talent
I get hype when I write and I might even get violent
I see and dismantle
You might be nice with the mic, but are you nice with your hands, too?
And I hope youre not lacking
Cause youll be missing in action if you aint been practicing
If you seem to get a victory and its legit, shit
Then Ill admit you can get with me
I never quit, cause its never none of that
Get the best rhyme and Tec-9 and Im coming back
What, you think Im joking?
The last nigga I broke quit rapping and started smoking
This was seen from a close fan
One crawl, some fall, none stall, not all but most ran
You should have seen them running
The tune I was humming is "A.G. is Coming"
Get your best MCs that have heart to fight
Finesse, A.G., and Percee P is gonna spark the mic
All girls leave convinced
Im not a giant in hight, on the strength, Im a giant in length
Cuties with booties I know how to pick em
(But do you stick em?) Ask your girl, she became another victim
Now youre heated because Im dissing
Go ahead and get your ammunition cause Im already on a mission
But dont approach with that wack plan
Im one strong black man, mentally Im a fat man
I get heated til I boil
Competition I heard to spoil, leave them under dirt and soil
A mastermind when it comes to a puchline
Anybody wants mine? Thats when its lunch time
So Finesse you got something to say?
[Lord Finesse]
Can I kick it? (Yes, you may)
I reign terror, fall off never
(So how you gonna do this?) Ayo, whatever
I prepared, equipped, and Im here to flip
Me take a loss? Im not trying to hear that shit
Neither me or the brothers that I run with
So grab a seat and shut up with that dumb shit
Its showtime, so its time to get hype now
Wack MCs leave the stage, put the mic down
Just like that now, riff you get smacked now
You know what I know? You take your ass to the background
MCs I eat up, chew up, mash up
Get out of hand and Ill fuck your damn ass up
Come prepared, dont front and get scared
I grab the mic, go "One two" and say "Yeah"
I rock any track thats thrown me
A classic, a breakbeat, or even R&B
Whether a variety, or even one group
Any MC against me, now thats a dumb move
As I proceed to flip, Im a succeed with this
A brother beat me? No one would believe that shit
So dont play me, stress me, or stand hard
Never send a pussy out to do a mans job
This is my game, I play the cards here
I bust a rappers ass plus I send him home with car fare
I flow like a faucet, kick the crazy raw shit
I beat a rapper from the party to his doorstep
Straight up and down you dont want no conflict
Smoother than a pimp, rougher than a convict
Save the riff cause you aint saying shit
Go against this, you get smoked like a spliff
I drop hits and watch my competitors flip
To them its dope, to me its just regular shit
That I dropped on the scene cause I knew it would boom
I get in a rappers ass like a tight pair of Fruit of the Looms
They try to hang, but all of them struck out
What they need to do is retire and chill the fuck out
Cause I get fancy, funky, plus nasty
Ill be damned to let a motherfucker pass me
With my style of hip-hop, wont fall or flip flop
Here to get props cause my shits hot
So when you see me dont hog me or crowd me
Lord Finesse saying peace, Im Audi
[A.G.]
Yeah yeah, word up. We just getting fat for 91. A.G., Lord Finesse,
Percee P. Percee P is the new member, the new member down with the
crew.
[Lord Finesse]
Yeah, Diggin in the Crates and all that, all that.
[AG] All that, all that, Diggin in the Crates, Finesse Squad
[LF] Peace to Showbiz, Diamond D
[AG] All that, all that
[LF] Fat Gangsta, Harry-O and the ABC Crew
[AG] Dont forget GangStarr
[LF] Dont forget GangStarr! My man Shel Rumble..
[ Yes You May Lyrics ]