[VERSE 1]
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)
[VERSE 2]
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)
[VERSE 3]
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 tog
