1.Lord Finesse's Theme Song(Intro)
2.Baby, You Nasty
Lord finesse is the brother that you have to hear
I flow smooth like clouds in the atmosphere
I'm spectacular, so damn terrifyin
That wack mc's don't think about ever tryin
To dis or flip cause what it boils down to
You won't survive to step to me in round 2
I stand and expand like a great man
And swing a party like tarzan the apeman
Say rhymes that are necessary, 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)
Lord finesse in effect with the master rap
And i flip on the mic like a acrobat
I won't fret, step, but i'll make a rep
Usin vinyl wax, or a tape cassette
Think i'm weak？ take your next look
And get schooled and read like a textbook
Cause i'm the better man, and i never ran
Mc beat me？ i give credit to whoever can
Cause i terrify, scare, and horrify
Couldn't win against me if you let your father try
Hang and socialize, rhymes just multiply
Me and mike get with it cause we both are fly
Lyrical lecture, word architecture
Rap director, the best in my sector
Microphone cool chief releasin the smooth speech
I get nasty with a pen and some loose leaf
(you nasty, baby)
Lyrical summary, there's only one of me
Lord finesse is far from a wanna-be
Cause i can get funky and smooth like cashmere
And slay a rapper with rhymes i said last year
So don't try roastin or toastin me, or even approachin me
I break you physically and emotionally
So damn fly at this, so don't even try to dis
Put rhymes together like a stupid mad scientist
In a laboratory, i'm a brother with a badder story
Lord finesse stand tops in my category
Mc's are petrified with nowhere left to hide
I slay a rapper and go： 'what's up, who's next to try？
I ain't havin it, poetical graduate
And me get whipped by who？ imagine it
Mc's are in jeopardy as soon as they step to me
I'm the man ladies break they neck to see
Highly explosive and nothin to joke with
Cause i can get funky on a fast or the slow tip
Cause i'm badder, but it doesn't matter
Sharp like a dagger, able to rag a
Booty mc who dares try to play me
Cause even the ladies tell me (you nasty, baby)
I rock the science and drop the math
And i sketch up rhymes just like arts ＆ crafts
Foes mumble, babble get crushed cause they fragile
Release more words than in three games of scrabble
Mc lord finesse, i reign with supremacy
I take one, two, or a team of three
Or ten of em cause i could never sound feminine
When gettin funky for the ladies and gentlemen
Remarkable, i came to rock the show
Wax mc's like a bottle of mopping glow
Lord of rap, and many can't afford to snap
And i throw and score like a quarterback
Shoot for the touchdown, i'm from uptown
Lord finesse in effect, so what's up now？
Rhyme, slide, and glide, but fit perfectly
A swift genius, but no need to worship me
I remain hot to make your brain drop
Cause i'm a river, and you're just a raindrop
Bronx is where i come from, far from a dum-dum
Brothers be runnin just to dial 911
Lord finesse in effect to get lose now
My pockets stay fat like a goose down
I use the master brain and drive in a faster lane
Puttin rhymes in shape just like jack lalane
Fix it, balance it cause i'm talented
I write fly lyrics and dare others to come challenge it
I can get nifty, funky, or even fancy
(baby that's nasty)
I know, but yo, let's just flow
Cause fast or slow i still get the dough
And the ladies to cheer and praise me
And tell me when i rhyme (you nasty, baby)
3.Funky Technician
＊chorus＊
'mmm mm mm, ain't that something？'
'damn it feels good to see people up on it'
(repeat 4x)
Lord finesse in effect cause i rhyme hard
Look good flow smooth yeah the whole nine yard
Wear and tear mc's that step near
I make the girl strip naked and just give it here
It's like, taking candy from a kid in a baby carriage
Suckers vanish, because i do crazy damage
Crews i smoke and diss, don't even joke with this
Just listen to the sounds of the funky vocalist
＊chorus＊
Now i'm the man with intellect, no one to disrespect
I kick a rhyme and make mc's wanna hit the deck
And give it up and use they rhymes as a sacrifice
Brothers try they best, they ain't even half as nice
They try to kick it, by using that softer rap
Me sound wack？ nigga please, come off of that
I'm mystical, musical, i might confuse a few
Lord finesse gettin funky as usual
Releasin some fresh words, sparkin the neck work
Cause i'm the expert, wearin sneakers and sweatshirts
Jeans and hoods, there's no doubt that i rap good
I ？walk with a bout？ with my hat turned backwards
To many, i may look like a hoodlum
But i'm a rapper and a pretty damn good one
Cause i can get smooth and mild or wild like a juvenile
Or get swift with the gift and just lose the crowd
State the facts, create the raps
Those who try to down me, better step out my face with that
Cause i can get raw like many or any one of them
I take a nine when you rate me from one to ten
I got skills so don't try approachin me
I keep rhymes in stores just like groceries
Don't try to snap troop, cause this man be strapped
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, the funky technician
＊chorus＊
I'm untouchable, with the skills to crush a crew
When it comes to rhymes it's a must that i bust a few
Keep the crowd listening i'm so magnificent
It even says finesse on my birth certificate, i'm the
Man of bravery skill and chicanery
I get the ladies cause i use my brain you see
And that's no surprise you might get pulverized
If you sleep, so don't even close your eyes
I go and flow, i even give crews advice
To make it short, i'm crazy stupid nice
Using bad words, pronouns and adverbs
Putting english together just like a mad nerd
Mc's i stomp and scare, i make em lose they hair
I rip the mic and take it home as a souveneir
Rough and tough cause i come from a bad block
Watch your girl with a chain and a padlock
I go solo, far from a homo
That's a no no, get more sex than a porno
When it comes to rhymes i write my own
Speak in a hyper tone, when rippin a microphone
So those steppin to me better have somethin hype to say
I cook mc's faster than you can in a microwave
I'm the type that'll give any man a chance
To come correct before leavin in a ambulance
So those that's dissin and flippin better listen
To lord finesse - the funky technician
＊chorus＊
＊chorus again w／ variations＊
4.Back To Back Rhyming
Yeah...just about now in the studio, i'm cooling out with
scratchmaster
Rahiem, andre the giant, my dj mike smooth, shlomo on the
engineering
Tip, my man dj premier from gangstarr...we're gonna kick this
off
Something funky for this track, know what i'm saying？
Now when it comes to rhymes, i'll drop a swift one
('they'll be another rough rhyme after this one' - rakim)
I'm the rap senator, ake about ten of ya
The best mc on the southeast perimeter
Equipped to flip with the slip of a lip
So dance, hop, or skip or shake your hips
Cause i'll wax and tax, eat ya up like a kit kat
Don't even riff back, 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 by the chapter
Adapt to rap but i won't even break yet
So damn hype that i might blow your tape deck
Full grown, stoned to the bone
Write rhymes and poems just to get known
Superior sargeant, take your whole squadren
Toast mc's, eat em up with margin
Cause i'm smart like einstein, i say the fly lines
I get funky while you play the sidelines
Here to take care of you, never sound terrible
Ready equipped, cause i'm always available
To rag, snag, and rip the mic
Cause me and dre will get ya hyped
On top in rank and i plan to stay there
The funkiest poet out since shakespeare
Take note of this soloist, cause i'm a pro at this
Even make the crippled want to get up and go to this
Now mc's try to get rid of me
But, i won't fall in negativity
Cause i'm well respected, lord that's majestic
Rhymes are written by thoughts that's selected
Released in public, but not as a subject
Many are below it but not quite above it
Dre my brother, drop the know how
One, two three, here we go now
Finesse, it's my turn to kick a swift one
('they'll be another rough rhyme after this one' - rakim)
You know an mc, well tell him to hybernate
Cause dre smooth is flowing at a liver rate
You knock em out the box, i'm knocking niggas out
You fear the giant, well money live it out
I'm not a punk, far from a chump
You sleep at all, and you will fall from the top bunk
I'm dropping math, science, and all that other shit
Step in the studio, it's just another hit
Take about ten from beginning to end
Don't mean to brag, but i am what i am
And that's a mean machine, a dream machine
You say, 'golly polly, dre's a jolly green
Giant' and you're not half or even semi
You say 'is he？' i say 'am i？'
The one you fear cause it's near
The time for your death so step to the rear
Now get off, let off, step off cause you're soft
Stop blushing i'm rushing／russian like mikael gorbechov
Special tactics, you can't hack this
Brothers ain't half stepping, they're walking backwards
You can't get near, if you do, you're near here
Stepping to me like a man in a wheelchair
Pressure's like a new pearl, you're in a new world
I run with just a pen like a catholic schoolgirl
Back in the first grade, thought you had it made
Got a tounge twister to catch a tounge blister
Sally sells seashells down by the seashore
How much wood could a woodchuck chuck more
No more twisters, for blisters blistex
Now you're confused, you what's this, what's next
Tables rotate, you will go rate
Try to locate, but dre won't negotiate
Slaughter toys say boys what's the science
You shugged your shoulders and quote 'andre's a giant'
Yeah, that was crazy funky. yo, like i said, we two brothers
just getting
Crazy funky in the studio and we gonna drop it like this...see
ya!
5.Here I Come
'i got something to say, 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 is the brother who's talking
And this is somethin funky to pump in your walkman
So watch me, troop, and pay attention as i get down
Get funky and kick some real shit now
The rap professional, so intellectual
Go against me and i'll get the best of you
Cause gettin funky is no coincidence
Finesse can flow to any musical instrument
But i'm better for, my skill's the metaphor
I can get loose and flow like a reservoir
Or the nile river, maybe the amazon
I'm the brother that you should have the cameras on
I'm not the type to go out the way others do
Finesse fall off？ you must be on a drug or two
Cause mc's try they best to flow and catch the
L-o-r-d f-i-n-e-double s-e
I'ma get raw and score, then i'm outta here
This is like a classroom, any volunteers？
Yeah, i thought so, you better stay frozen
I can kick a tune like my man beethoven
I got strategy, none is as bad as me
I'm the funky brother that many are glad to see
On a platform, stage, or in public
Lord finesse is gettin funky on the subject
'here i come' 'a slick brother with a fade and a half-moon'
(repeat 2x)
Now watch the pro as i perform and rock the show
Do with ease what others find impossible
Cause i'm so damn fly, so just stand by
In a fight i beat rappers by a landslide
Cause i hit hard, make em run and discharge
Best believe finesse is gonna get large
And swifter, fresher, better than ever
Yeah, etcetera, etcetera
I'm filled with action cause i'm so spectacular
Yet i flow smooth like a benz or a acura
A man of skill and high fidelity
I'm a funky brother, so what is you telling me？
Many rappers step on a stage like it's a star search
To be funky it takes crazy hard work
They try to flip and skip to the wack sound
But i play the stage while others play the background
And since i rhyme quick many get crushed fast
I sport a fade, half moon, and now a moustache
I'm ready, set to step
And come correct, in full effect
Yeah, i'm makin things funky
'here i come' 'a slick brother with a fade and a half-moon'
(repeat 4x)
Now i rock the hip-hop to reach the tip-top
So see and believe as i proceed to rip shop
Rhymes are handmade, smooth like mayonnaise
Cut you up so bad you need more than a band aid
Make mc's forfeit, think they lost it
Get over-exhausted, i rock the raw shit
Bust it, peep it, rhymes are top secret
Me gettin swift on the mic, that's done frequent
I tell mc's to get lost when i get pissed off
You think i'm wack？ well, you got to think criss-crossed
Will and able, far from a fable
Mc's i disable, make em stand stable
I burn and weld you, beat and expel you
I'm out to tell you, i put you on bellevue
Hospital, now i did the impossible
I'm lord finesse cause i'm so remarkable
I'm so bad, i make mc's go mad
They can't deal with my style of vocab
I'll rip and bust that, make mc's hushed at
And when i'm finished y'all will say 'yo, who was that
Brother？' cause i'm a bad motherfucker
Rhymes so swift, parallel to no other
I'm the funky technician kicking a fresh rhyme
Lord finesse sayin peace till the next time
'here i come' 'a slick brother with a fade and a half-moon'
(repeat til fade)
6.Slave To My Soundwave
Hear the crowd, and get the stage set
You still got time, so put a tape in your tape deck
Sit down, relax, as i drop facts
Rhymes attract the crowd once i got em down pat
I'm teachin the masses, join up for classes
You're blind to the truth, so i'ma get you some glasses
Cause as i flow, my rep start to grow
And brothers don't diss me, cause they all know
That i can get raw and hang with the rest of em
Brothers be frontin, but finesse'll be testin em
As i rhyme, and strive for perfection
It used to be mics, now it's girls i'm collectin
Mike smooth is on the wheels of fortune
You don't want none so proceed with caution
Clap along, you didn't know that i was that strong
To kick a rap song on top of a platform
A stage, when i speak i bring rage, shoot
I kick my rhymes from page to page
Get em down pat, when it's time for a hype track
I don't scheme, cause i ain't livin like that
I don't front when it's time for a autograph
A grammy award for rap is what i oughta have
Made up, cause i ate up, most the comp'
Set up a beat, and watch me stomp
Like a boot, hot in pursuit, now tell me troop
Do i keep the loot？
Throw me a mic yo and watch me damage it
Brothers run it, because they can't handle it
Now mc's i amaze, shock and daze
Just max -- you're a slave to my soundwave
＊ mike smooth cuts 'you're a slave to my soundwave' ＊
Now i'm a brother, who is far from booty
It's lord finesse, the mc and yours truly
Who will take your girl just like a known crook
All i need is a mic and a phonebook
Yo, i go on deep, don't need a gang to flip
You try to copy, but can't even hang with it？
Chill, yo, you can't master fool
I drop science like a kid from catholic school
Back up, just give me some room to flip
I get wild on the mic like some lunatic
With the go, so watch me go
Lord finesse got a soul, and d so
Suckers are gettin rich with no type of written hits
But when approached by me they start shittin bricks
I'm not sayin to jump or be scared of me
But in a battle, just prepare to be
Dissed and beaten, ripped up while i warm up
Or step in range, and get that ass torn up
Or get a beating like kunta kinte
Cause ain't nothin happening steppin over this way
Lookin all in my grill, don't even know when to chill
Grabbin the mic, soundin like a imbecile
A sucker, a pussy, a chump, a dodo
Gettin booed, goin out like a homo
Shut your trap, as i begin to rap
Lord finesse got skill, so just remember that
Rhymes i say, express and send with force
I get you hyped, like sexual intercourse
Eat mc's like a dinner from swanson
Spring into action like the man charles bronson
Step in my way you will get played
When you're tunin, to the lord finesse soundwave
＊ mike smooth cuts 'you're a slave to my soundwave' ＊
Yo just about now i wanna give a shout out
To my dj mike smooth, the brother premier
Slo-mo on the engineerin tip once again
The brother chilly dee, the brother rhome
Donald d, ice-t, kid jazz, the brother disco
The rest of the rhyme syndicate
King sun, build and destroy
Tragedy, and his dj, joe fatal
Peace
7.I Keep The Crowd Listening
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, let me kick this fly intro
Somethin that's smooth but quite simple
This is my type of groove, so don't make plans
I don't care if you hop skip or breakdance
Don't worry cause you'll get your chance yet
To get funky and kick the fly dancesteps
At a show i try to maintain discipline
I keep you moving, but also listenin
'everyone is moving, but eager to listen' - cut and scratched 2x
Think i'm funky？ i'll be funkier tomorrow
Yo, i'm one tough act to follow
Rip up mics when it's time to throw down
Make mc's say： 'i don't even wanna go now'
All i need is a mic and a hype groove
Two dancers and my dj mike smooth
To spin the wheels and make you shake your body
I kick a party like i know karate
Better yet like i was kickin a volleyball
I step on stage get raw, then i'm outty, y'all
Here we go now, so just stand back
I take a ho, a cheer, or a handclap
Get raw off the same drum while mc's remain dumb
Don't worry cause there's more where that came from
I'm not the type of brother to kick a small rap
Get swift and make a hit and think i'm all that
Cause i elevate, make the fellas break
I drink a 40, lay back, and just celebrate
Shoot and flip the rhymes because i'm swift and wise
Lord finesse will keep the crowd hypnotized
'everyone is moving, but eager to listen' - cut and scratched 2x
I'm the technician a.k.a. the rhyme arranger
Have old folks saying 'who was that stranger？'
It's lord finesse, so don't forget to tell em that
Pass me a mic and roll down the welcome mat
I don't front when it's time to kick a rhyme or two
I get raw and show the crowd what i could do
And steal a show before others have a chance to
By givin party people somethin funky to dance to
Kickin the lyrics and let the beat get them
Man, i sound groovy even on a weak system
I warm up the scene like a bottle of brandy
And if that fails, then i just go to plan b
But once i start there's no need to slow down
As soon as i say 'one two, here we go now'
Rhymes i say structure and analyze
Then say to myself downlow 'goddamn, i'm fly'
Rhymes'll stay when i'm gone like a fossile
I'm livin large, stupenous, collossal
Me and mike smooth, we're so magnificient
We keep the crowd movin, but also listenin
'everyone is moving, but eager to listen' - cut and scratched 4x
8.Bad Mutha
(bad mutha)
Turn up the radio, better yet the phonograph
And i'ma school the suckers who don't know the half
I'm not a legend, i'm real and actual
Bite my rhymes, i get mad and come after you
I don't front or pretend cause that's imaginary
I get funky with the use of vocabulary
I'm more deadlier than a bottle of cyanide
When i dig in my brain and say a fly rhyme
I might bust and say a little somethin
Get the party pumpin, yo, that ain't nothin
So don't bore me, i've been naughty
Even as a kid people said： 'look at shorty'
Back in the days i had much attention
Speak of competition - man, listen
Even then i've coulda been a funky star
At the age of 12 i was rhymin on them monkey bars
A little kid with the art of poetry
Nice for my age, but nobody noticed me
Nowadays i tell it like it is
That makes my skill different from her or his
I sport my skills on a f.m. frequency
Lettin people know you better not sleep on me
I'm known as a smooth cool brother
A funky technician, call me a (bad mutha)
I play mc's like a game of mario brothers
I hold my own, plus i can carry another's
Rhymes i make strong and watch em take form
On a sucker who steps out his face wrong
I'm the mc to fear and run from
Shockin so much you think i'm usin a stun gun
I hold the title cause i'm the cool champ
If rap was money you'd be rated as food stamp
You try to boast and toast, you go by what name？
You can't get with finesse, you're just jump change
You couldn't cut it even if you had a hack-saw
You're just a rap that i laid a track for
Cause records get mixed up, foes get ripped up
If a mic was a freak, i'd get my tip sucked
So girls, don't sleep, don't even doze off
I'm good with a mic, plus i'm good with my clothes off
And i'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 parallel to no other
The smooth lover, and also the (bad mutha)
At a show i get fly and so legit
Gimme a mic onstage and that's all over with
On a stage i'm straight up wildin
I can kick a party like a brother from the shaolin
Temple, i find it simple
I get the ladies cause they sweat my dimples
Me take a loss？ not by a long shot
Get off the tip cause you jumped on the wrong jock
Of the wrong man put up on the wrong scoop
You got problems, what you're on, troop？
Raise up, i light the whole stage up
So wild with the mic, i oughta be caged up
I'm a brother you dare not lay a hand on
I leave you more bloodier than a tampon
If you split, i'ma get you later
Rhymes more fresher than a virgin in a frigerator
Take caution to what this brother say
Come correct or turn around the other way
(bad mutha) is the perfect description
Of me rhymin or just plain flippin
I'm no joke when it comes around to that
I start flippin when i hear the sound of rap
I'm enhanced to keep in step with it
And surprise mc's cause you slept a bit
So wake up, my man cause there's no time for dozin
My thoughts are set, and a rhyme has been chosen
From my brain which makes me insane
To gain some fame, lord finesse is the name
To seek and blame cause i came and rearranged
My style of rap will make suckers wanna leave the game
I'm superior compared to others
Call me lord finesse, better yet make it (bad mutha)
9.Keep It Flowing
Ladies and gentlemen, we have lord finesse and andre the giant
Here to get funky for you and yours tonight. so just about now,
Won't y'all brothers come to the stand and kick something funky
A man thought he could test me and possess a better skill
His man shook his head and his mother said 'you'd better chill'
Not from the old school nor from the new one
Do-run-run, move son, i'm the smooth one
Fast or slow, you know i still use it
And with my skill i even rock off church music
Get personal, and you might have to nurse a few
Clap or hum and i'll still kick a verse or two
Front like you can, you know you can't mess with this
Light this, get with this, i'm the best at this
Step to this and get ate like a starburst
Or played out like lees and an old pair of converse
This is a peep show, more like a creep show
Low blow to injure and it's more like a weak blow
Thought you could bumrush but you had to retreat though
(he's still saying 'damn' to a rhyme you said a week ago)
I wax i'm bad, don't have to ask i'm glad
Girls give me more support than they get from a maxi pad
Play me, slay me, you got problems
You'll get hemmed up, just like bellbottoms
I kick a rhyme like a game of kick a can
Heads start flying just like peter pan
Skills undoubtful, rhymes unbeatable
Rough and tough, i'll handcuff and eat 'em too
Losses i take none, slaughter from day one
And when i'm through they'll be calling you dre's son
Let's have a clean one, dre's a mean one
Rhymes like dillengers, mind like machine guns
Get rid of rappers, i do it the easy way
Flip mc's like the a.s.p.c.a.
Andre the giant, here to get wicked
Lord finesse (what's up？) yo kick it
I create and make funky rhymes for a hype tape
Brothers try to get with finesse but they lightweight
I preach and teach just like the man farrakhan
Get so much run on the mic, call this a marathon
Motherfuckers who dare try to get with me
I light that ass up yo just like a christmas tree
In a battle, you'd better pray for help
Straight up and down troop, don't even play yourself
Lord finesse in effect with the fly shit
I'm 19, crazy nice, i'm only 5'6'
Make mc's lay low as soon as i say so
Many try to hang, but that's okay though
I'm the man that works hars for his cash flow
Short for my age but i'll still bust that ass though
Mc's need to clean up they act with a handcloth
I get smooth like my man luther vandross
School any girl who dares try to step to me
I got porno stars wanting to take some lessons from me
It's like that y'all, and i rap more
I'm not the type of man to play the back door
I beat and spank and shank those who try and rank
On the mic i'm swift so give thanks
Or credit, i said it, don't forget it
I'm athletic, but don't sweat it
We can go toe to toe, you know if you're slow you blow
Rappers i slam, stomp, and overthrow
Cause i rip 'em, diss 'em, treat 'em like a victim
As soon as mike say 'sick 'em'
I show and prove the groove that i represent
You think i'm good？ i feel that i'm excellent
Yeah, you want to flow, i'm a show you how
Mike smooth, keep it flowing now
'yeah, keep it going now' -- expertly cut and scratched til fade
10.Lesson To Be Taught
Here we go, so pay attention to the teacher
Here to preach a lesson to reach ya
Brothers and sisters, nieces and nephews
Think that i'm joking？ well then f you
Cause i'm here to put you up on a crime scoop
It'll only take a minute of your time, troop
So don't be a dummy or a lame brain
Lord finesse is teaching so just maintain
I'm not trying to diss you or even teach you
But here to teach you we are all equal
And show y'all in fact there's a better way
Than depending on welfare or medicaid
So finish up school and pass the scholar quiz
And show your children what the value of a dollar is
Cause many children are hard to please today
Cause they're searching for some type of easy way
But there's not, so who's at fault here？
So think about the lesson being taught here
How many brothers in the world you see today
Can say that they're living the legal way？
Out of 20, i could say a few of them
Out of seven i could say about two of them
Live correct and, show respect and
Don't sweat was is owned by the next man
Or front the role, being harder or tougher
Or live the life of a hustler
Selling that white stuff just to make a fast buck
But they don't stand tough when in handcuffs
So understand and comprehend and see, kid
You don't wanna take a fall like he did
Or she did or they did, or how others did
So don't sweat the lifestyle of another kid
Get yours by achieving and planning
So when they fall you'll still be standing
Set your goal, and know what your quest is
Open your ears to this positive message
'listen up, listen up' 'we're all in this together' - cut 4x
Now i'll scramble, because life's a gamble
And like others, you go out like a candle
Like my man tone who had crazy potential
Before he went to the house for the mentally
Disturbed, before he had crazy truck jewelery
If he wasn't scrambling, you could have fooled me
He was paid, to all the girls handsome
He could have passed for donald trump's grandson
He had what it took, the fame, the glory
Yeah, let's get deep in the story
Drug dealer tone had everything sewn
Lots to own, he had a car with a phone
A cool brother, maxing, chilling
He always hung out in front of the building
But in the drug game there's no time for maxing
You always have others who want some action
And so many was jealous of tone
Cause of the things he owned and how he got known
He had a few friends, or rather he thought he did
Some hired help, some really dirty naughty kids
Blood they shed, will kill people dead
And fill them with lead at the nod of tone's head
For tone, everything was going great
Because him and his friends would sit and conversate
He would chill, relax and just sit back
His friends got unruly, but tone wasn't with that
Til one day he saw them sharing it
He thought to himself 'it wouldn't hurt to experiment'
So they passed it (inhales) he hit it
There you have it, tone got addicted
Like most drug stories, the end sound the same
Cause everything he had went down the drain
He lost everything, the money, the work
The car, to tone, drugs came first
The wrong thing was for tone to start that
He was getting beamed up like a member of star trek
The young brother went insane
Forgot his name, yo that's a damn shame
But someone in the street took responsibility
And checked tone into a drug facility
Now tone has a chance to get better
And clever, and get himself together
You may not like the way that i say this
But drugs ain't nothing to play with
So don't be pressured by what the grown say
Be yourself and walk your own way
'listen up, listen up' 'we're all in this together' - cut 4x
11.Just A Little Something
Yeah, peace showbiz
Since you got this beat goin
I'ma drop somethin funky to this track
Now i'm the constabulary, great in vocabulary
I'm no joke, when up against any adversary
Nifty rowdy, best not crowd me
I snuff mc's, i step off and be audi
Wax and tax ya, comin straight at ya
Your girl i snatch her, cause i'm no bachelor
Don't roll up, i got the mic sewed up, cause i'ma grown up
Me sound wack？ wait up, hold up
I'm fresh and no half-stepper, and i bet ya
Mess with me, you'll be leavin on a stretcher
Nasty fancy, rap vigilante
Get funky on the mic cause it comes in handy
You can't stomp this, mission accomplished
I burn mc's, and i leave em unconcious
Mystical magical, i'm quite rational
Tell me now, am i little too fast for you？
Smashin dashin, swift and long lastin
Bust the move, cause i'm far from old fashioned
I educate the society, keep the girls eyein me
Change up, switch up, rhymes 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 funky individual
Take my advice, think once or twice
I get stupid crazy nice with a mic device
Now, i say the hype rhymes, make you wanna bite mine
It's eighty-nine and now is the right time
To get hype a microphone maestro
I could drink a 40 but still sound nice though
Picture it, figure it, could never be illiterate
Light and smoke mc's like a cigarette
I'm on the mic with my dj on the one and two
Mike smooth, tell me what you gonna do..
Yeah, i wanna give the special shout out
To the 163rd forest posse
To the brother showbiz, my man andre the giant
To the brother 40 ounce, my dj mike smooth
Master rob, diamond d, force one and two
Gizmo the magician
To my man big tone and big joe
Harry o on the abc crew
Last but not least
Peace to all brothers from the hill
Max on out..
12.Strictly For The Ladies
This is stricly for the ladies, no ifs ands or maybes
We can chill together but hold on the babies
Let's have fun with this, i stand thunderous
Any girl i get i work wonders with
Most try to step to me and then get upset with me
Cause i read them up and down like mental telepathy
Now, i settle down but not necessarily
With a girl who wants me for a cherokee
Or other things that i have in the background
When i cut 'em off they go (oh it's like that now？)
Yeah whatever, get yourself together
Cause ain't nothing change with finesse but the weather
Trying to go all out baby？ you'd better sidestep
You're on some new stuff that i ain't even tried yet
You might think i'm insane or crazy
Yeah, i know, this is strictly for the ladies
'now girls step up to this' - cut and scratched 2x
Now i give a girl more than she's asking for
I take them 18 and up, and that's for sure
So when you're done or you're bored with your stupid zero
Contact me and i'll save you like a super hero
Please your needs and get all close to you
And do you right like a man is supposed to do
Knock your boots until i begin to sprout
Give you something to brag to your friends about
After a date i'm the type to get pissed
When y'all girls want to front on a kiss
I let 'em know i'm not slow or work late
Y'all front the role (i don't kiss on the first date)
Baby please, don't give me that feedback
Straight up and down, you expect me to believe that？
I'll take a kiss or a peck with a tight hug
I'm not the type to go out like a lightbulb
Or get crazy or go insane or get fed up
I'll get smooth and fuck your whole head up
Get you open so i could get in, you see
The next day i might lose my memory
(finesse, remember last night's action？)
I don't know nothing and ain't nothing happened
(but last night you was kissing and hugging me!)
Sorry to disappoint you, but it wasn't me
Now she's embarassed, astounded, and hurting
The fly girl a whole different person
So see, how i dissed her and played her
Just to get the odds in my favor
You may think i'm out of hand or crazy
Yeah, that's why, this is strictly for the ladies
'now girls step up to this' - cut and scratched 4x
Now i'm fast, quick, legit cause i'm slick
Look for a girl, which one will i pick？
Rhyming, writing, i'm exciting
I like the girls that are short and light-skinned
Or dark and lovely, short not chubby
Keep your distance if you are ugly
I'm esquisite, pay me a visit
Tell me your name, don't front on your digits
I'm calm, cooler, i'm the rap ruler
Don't mess with the girls that mess with the rulers
Keep intact, stay off the crack
Now if you have a fight then i got your back
Mean, strict, don't yell or riff
Don't play too hot to trot or hard to get
Don't drink beer but soda, i like coca-cola
I take my girls 18 and older
Not the ones that are younger, they be acting dumber
They're always fonting on their phone number
Now i'm 19, before i was 18
I'm not faking, i'm just stating
That i'm greater, i'm a creator
If you are ugly then i'll check you later
But if you are bigger, got a nice figure
Contact me if you don't have a nigga
I'll be waiting, conversating
Rhyming on the mic like this is frustrating
But i can rap longer because i'm stronger
I'm no kid that plays with transformers
I'm not sloppy, i don't get snotty
Rhyming on the mic like this is my hobby
I don't get wacker, i get better
See a fly girl in the crowd, go get her
And i'll be rhyming and not flaking
And that girl will be mine for the taking
I'm no theif and i'm no meanace
But i'm gonna say something before i'm finished
Now y'all may not like the rhymes that i'm sporting
But practice safe sex cause that's important
These are the things that a real brother might say
Protect yourself and do things the right way
Like that y'all, bust a rap y'all
Now before you have sex wear a hat y'all
Here we go now, and that's the end of it
Yo, do these things so you can benefit
Now i'm getting loose with the skills god gave me
Dedicating stuff like this strictly to the ladies
'now girls step up to this' - cut and scratched 4x
13.Track The Movement
Finesse, now i'm smooth sensational
Educational, here to awaken you
On top of you, rocking you, here to get popular
Me fall off？ picture that with binoculars
Whatever's clever, here to reign terror
I get better cause i'm well put together
Nifty, wiser, a soul survivor
I stand higher, going out like macguyver
Terrific, not egotistic
To be specific, i'm greatly gifted
Commentator dictator created cause i'm greater
With the rhymes that are based on data
Or info, cause i rock a smooth tempo
And like that y'all is a funky intro-
-duction, my dj is doing the cutting
So tought mc's ain't really saying nothing
I don't need to try and rap, cause i'm fly at that
So on the strength you'd better quiet that
Here to tempt you, 19 with dimples
Rocking fresh rhymes is funky but quite simple
Unforgettable exceptional, i'm intellectual
So incredible, one step ahead of you
Equipped for an emergency, don't try burning me
I get poonany plus keep the currency
So who has the audacity to come after me
And think about ragging me, that takes strategy
And i'm sly, eminent, skilled not an immigrant
Others are intelligent, but not equivalent
To me cause i'm treacherous, swift and impetuous
I'm a rap specialist, but i bet you this
Poet gets better, swifter than ever
I'm so clever, puting rhymes together
Microphone magician, i could do tricks with this
It adds on just like arithmetic
The man to examine, so outstanding
More perplexing than a game of backgammon
Mike smooth, sqing this and kick this
It's your turn to come and get with this
'track the movement' - cut 3x
'don't lose it'
Lord of deception, keep in step and
Pay attention to the man with the blessing
Cause i can rap smooth cause i'm that cool
A slick brother with a fade and a half-moon
I crush mc's but i'm not in a gang you see
And i doubt if other brothers could hang with me
I make 'em cross the border, those i ought to slaughter
And i guzzle mc's just like a quart of water
Wax and tax them down the hatch
And i sound so funky you have to ask
'is he？' i throw my rhymes like frisbees
I'm more fun than a date in walt disney
Quick and nimble, less than ？ten deep？
Rhymes i make, break, create, and assemble
Lyrical genius, mic defender
Those who don't surrender i crush and injure
Now that was hype, funky to rap to
Mc's i tackle if i have to
Now bust a groove, i'm in a hype mood
Melt duck mc's like ice cube
Lord finesse write rhymes at my rest
Do my best when i'm out to impress
So don't push or try me, play or defy me
Wax mc's from here to hawaii
Out to cuff and snuff, don't sniff or puff
Rhymes i write is crazy extra tough
Now i'm the baddest, way above average
The funkiest mc out to do damage
'track the movement' - cut 3x
'don't lose it'
I get wild like conan, funky to a slow jam
Clap your hands and get down to the program
Cause i'm the baddest and i do damage and
On the mic i'm quite swifter than the average man
Think i'm funky？ i'll be funkier next week
I kick the rhymes smooth on the technique
I'm a get hype now and rock the right crowd
You're so attached that it's hard to put the mic down
Crowd prestigous, and i believe it's
Quite hard for others to achieve this
Agree cause i'm top-notch, on time like a stop watch
Suckers jump on my tip just like hopscotch
I got a slick plea shape, a funky dj
The crowd is always getting hype to what he plays
My man mike is just the type
To mix the hits, while yo i just rip the mic
I'm like a samurai, he's like a shogun
Cause on the microphone i fear no one
Mike get funky, and let's start this
Cause we're going to get paid regardless
'track the movement' - cut 3x
'don't lose it'
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