Lord Finesse

"Man oh man. The boy done found something funky and
dont know what to do. I think you should set it off
right now. Set it off."
Im a get paid for the 1990s
I dont care who likes me or who stands behind me
The man to peep off a week so dont sleep
From shades to streets I still go one deep
Save that off the wall bullshit you can have, son
Fuck around, grab the mic, you catch a bad one
I come corect and strapped to bust the ill raps
Me take a loss to who? You oughta kill that
Back up, slap up, give a brother some head room
Hype on the mic, amazing in the bedroom
Girls like me because Im straight and dont sidestep
I do shit Jack Lalaine aint tried yet
Ask any female, betcha shell say Im good
Thats why Im Finesse, porno star of the neighborhood
Yeah, cause I kick slicker raps
Its Lord Finesse, so bow and tip your hat
And make way, because I get plenty say
Those who dont like me, I dont give a shit anyway
When it comes to lyrics, I always find something
To make brothers press the rewind button
Im a get mine, rappers what you gonna do?
Cause you couldnt see me if you wanted to
Get who you want, shit you can call the cops
But for now, Im getting all my props
I reign terror, whatevers clever
Im cooler than the Mack and Shaft put together
So chill, dont try to get ill, dummy
Me get stomped by who? Be for real, money
Im not having it so run and get your best groups
You see why they call me Lord Finesse, troop
I eat em like sandwiches, send them home in bandages
Give me a mic, I show you what doing damage is
Nice swift and, deeper than quicksand
Im taking out opponents like a hitman
I get the crowd hype like assorted drug
Its Lord Finesse, who the fuck you thought it was?
I lounge and chill but still can get ill, Im
Live and real with skills beyond skills
I thought you knew from the get-go
Im cool as the whole nine, but that dont mean shit, though
Im unstoppable, able to rock a crew
Do the impossible and put my opponents in the hospital
Many cant hang when I flow and take off
The said to give it up, had to bag and break north
Before they get schooled like a sophomore
Lord Finesse is the man to look out for
I got cash, the cuties, the red boats
Try to take mine, fuck around, you get your head flown
I take independently, roll like theres ten of me
Thats why Im one of the smoothest in the industry
Im dropping MCs on the pavement
Cause my entertainment will leave all in amazement
Skills I kick to show many Im real swift
I got shit that opponents cant deal with
Even though theres competition, I dont worry
I dust opponents quick fast in a hurry
Tracks I analyze, destroy, and vandalize
Even I must admit, shit, goddamn Im fly
So I dont mind for those trying to get with me
But try dissing me, that ass will be history
Peace to the brothers and sisters thats behind me
Lord Finesse bagging shit for the 90s
[ Funky On The Fast Tip Lyrics ]