This is not a classroom, so put your hands down
Aww fuck it, let me tell you who I am now
Finesse is my nickname, the way that I kick game
Girls don`t try to figure me out, cause it`s a dick thang
I kick rhymes, with beats that slam with force
I`m so gifted my name should be Santa Claus
Cause I flow, in fact I got the better show
I`m the baddest motherfucker that you`ll ever know
I get hype and live on a party tip
I kick more ass than the star of a karate flick
So just chill, don`t even play yourself
Grab a seat watch Finesse, behave yourself
I school MC`s on the R-A-P scoop
If you wanna diss me that`s OK with me troop
I finish the album, I`m still kickin new shit
So step to this you`ll get snapped like a toothpick
And those who think, Finesse is in last place
You gets the bozack AND the motherfuckin Gas Face
Yeah, keep your distance
Bite one rhyme I`ll be forced to put a fist in action
or motion, cause I`ve got the potion
My frame of mind is deep like the ocean
Call me Jaws because I`m eatin yours
or call me a star because I go on tours
or call me Swift because it ain`t no myth
A brother got a rift then I`m forced to lift
that means kill deceased when a brother got a beef
I swell up eyes or I knock out teeth
Now you can`t beat this or even get with this
Watch Mike Smooth spin it back with the quickness
* DJ Mike Smooth cuts n scratches *
[Lord Finesse]
Make way for the brother called Finesse
The man with the S on his chest, can`t even mess
with the player, funky rhyme sayer
I make crazy paper, whenever I kick the flavor
Attract or I`ll rag it, shit gets dramatic
Suckers had it, bitches cling like static
I`m a brother that people wanna see more
MC`sll get rode up and down like a see-saw
or played like blackjack as I kick a fat rap
Those that`re rude or intrude`ll get a backslap
Cause I get raw, or smooth like Camay
Fuckin plan B! I`m gettin over with plan A!
I can show and prove why brothers can`t last with me
.. as soon as the mic gets passed to me
Y`all need to chill, cause y`all over the hill
MC`s that can`t deal need to leave the field
.. and head for the back door
Cause if it wasn`t a Lord Finesse, then who would you clap for?
Don`t let your friends soup you up and gas you
Cause I fuck you up, and kick your crew ass too
I stand superior, from here to Siberia
That`s why when I`m around, brothers leave the area
I`m the type to wreck a show, scoop then sex a hoe
Then I cool the fuck out like a eskimo
So hold on, better yet you better hang on
Shit, I break a motherfucker like a crayon
Punks who don`t know, you know I`m gonna school em
They touch my mic, they got a ass-whippin comin to em
Cause I get raw off a bass drum
I make strong moves but shit, I never fake none
The smooth celebrity, none is ahead of me
You say you`re sorry, well you damn well better be
I get raw, I`m not the type to slip and fall
when I get up and perform my shit for y`all
I`m not havin it, I wish a nigga would answer me
I flip faster than a brother on a trampoline
Set it off real quick, drop the crazy ill shit
So stop sweatin me, get off the dilznick
I`m waitin for those, who wanna flip
Cause this ain`t as funky as I`m gonna get
On a fast tip, I still drop the mad shit
Come one come all, step up, you`ll get your ass whipped
When it comes to skills I`m all that plus more
Throw your hands in the air, and praise the Lord
* DJ Mike Smooth cuts n scratches *
