I ain't with that Skillful sharp with the words of an index Spark and glow mc's like windex Swifter, faster, microphone master Lord finesse writes rhymes
'm no joke, far from a slow poke I school the young bucks, plus school the old folks I got stamina, lyrical examiner Moppin, sweep up rappers just like a janitor Lord finesse
an even crew The brother be fronting, saying, "I always believed in you" Lord, Finesse is what I paid the cost to be Back in the days brothers used to step off on me "Going to the movies, Finesse
ain't tried yet Ask any female, betcha she'll say I'm good That's why I'm finesse, porno star of the neighborhood Yeah, cause I kick slicker raps It's lord finesse
[finesse] Suckas out there better pray and shout for help When it comes to skills on the mic, I'm out for self Finesse is dangerous, so those who came
Come correct you be leavin home handicapped In a straightjacket, or a wheelchair (finesse lost your touch? ) naah, it's still there So wannabees and competition Beware of lord finesse
One time for your mind, here we go You know my style, now peep the flow Girl I know you're with it, so drop your seven digits Got a minute, then let me
Yo finesse, c'mere [lf] yeah yeah, whassup? Why don't you tell this boy How you was back in the day with poetry [lord finesse] Yeah, check it out Let
understanding of what we bringin, no gimmicks Verse Two: Lord Finesse My decision is precision, I'm ill in ways you can't vision I got niggaz worshippin Lord Finesse
Attention (ladies and gentlemen) we have lord finesse (yeah, it's Him again. why don't you get the place pumping, come on, say a Little something!) Alright
man, you dig? I mean, you cats been up There rappin ain't said nothin about the real thing, you know What I mean? I got something to say, man" Lord finesse
make em extra-scary Watch finesse and take notes like a secretary I get furious, display experience Lord finesse is nasty, period (you nasty, baby) [verse 2] Lord finesse
here to get wicked Lord finesse (what's up? ) yo kick it [lord finesse] I create and make funky rhymes for a hype tape Brothers try to get with finesse
and rehearse a few Hours, and take a shower, take it personal Lord finesse, my rhyme have to end So get on the mic and let yours begin [lord finesse
know who's bigger Even though nowadays you got all these motherfucking new niggas Fuck those who spread rumors, I didn't retire Even though you got all these lord finesse
for my variety I'ma, fiendish genius, a rap confederate Call me the lord, king, or better yet Lyrical artistical, cause I'm original I'm lord finesse
the game (right) I'll always be the same (true) Cause whether I'm broke or got fame Sunshine or rain Ain't a damn thing changed [ verse 1 ] Finesse fell
[ krs-one ] Lord finesse and blastmaster krs-one Lyrical styles weigh a ton Lord finesse, we know you got skills Come into the cypher and build Chill
