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(feat. A.G.) [Lord Finesse] 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.G.] 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 SongtextePlay 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 [Lord Finesse] 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 [Expertly cut and scratched til fade] "Yeah, keep it going now" Aus Songtexte Mania