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