featuring D Flow Lord Finesse

[Lord Finesse]

It's Lord Finesse the rhyme vet

Like Bigge I'm "Ready to Die" but it ain't my fucking time yet

I bring the noise like static I cause havoc

When I grab the mic I pack a party like traffic

You know my style I got the hip sound

I should be a construction worker the way I be tearing shit down

One of the best you ought to shout it

Bust a nigga's ass and won't give two thoughts about it

Word, I hunt you down

I got a million reasons why none of you can fuck around

I slay beginners, sautee contenders

Shit, and be damned if I don't walk away the winner

I kick facts, flip raps over hip tracks

You know what I'm saying? (Yeah, I can dig that)

I'm gifted, my rhyme is wicked

When it comes to knowledge, I got jewels like the Diamond District

I'm the dopest, the baddest, one of the fattest

Chickenheads know my status

For those that's waiting to doubt

I'm a play like Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth and "Straighten it Out"

Ayo Show, my man (Add on, add on!)

A.G. my man (Add on, add on!)

Ayo Show my man (Add on, add on!)

D-Flow my man (Add on, add on!)

[D-Flow]

Check it, I got the herb to bomb your brain

I'm a threat like Saddam Huessein, niggas better know my name

I flow the same in a competition

I break them clowns into something different, buck 'em with the fucking Smith &

Wesson, MC's never leave my section

Finger on the trigger, I figure I kill that nigga for stepping

I tote the four-fifth, riff and get your jaw shift

Flip phones and add jewels got me looking gorgeous

Ignore the style and get bucked down, child

With the three-pound pile, BLOW! How