featuring A.G. Percee P
[Lord Finesse]
Aw yeah coming is my man Andre the Giant in the house you
know what I'm saying? I got my man Rhyme Inspector Percee P
in the house. We gonna set this off for the 90's you know
what I'm 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 I'm 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 I'm heard I confuse you, bruise you
I'm high potent, devoting much time into one rhyme
Every line of mine is worth quoting
I'm like a college dorm, people will swarm
For knowledge, applicants chill out and fill out a form
I know I'm the best MC, no one can mess with me
I'm a recepie, diss the P and you're history
Percee P's the man to praise
For day's after a phrase is said I'll 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 I'm 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 I'm uno assumo
Doing Judo, couldn't 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 I'm a make it big, you rap fans know it
Prepare for stale rap, and you snap your Kodak
Diss me, the P? That'll be suicide
You no frills with no skills, I'll just put you aside
