[VERSE 1]

Lord Finesse is the brother that you have to hear

I flow smooth like clouds in the atmosphere

I'm spectacular so damn terrifyin

That wack MC's don't think about ever tryin

To dis or flip cause what it boils down to

You won't survive to step to me in round 2

I stand and expand like a great man

And swing a party like Tarzan the apeman

Say rhymes that are necessary make em extra-scary

Watch Finesse and take notes like a secretary

I get furious, display experience

Lord Finesse is nasty, period

(You nasty, baby)

[VERSE 2]

Lord Finesse in effect with the master rap

And I flip on the mic like a acrobat

I won't fret, step, but I'll make a rep

Usin vinyl wax, or a tape cassette

Think I'm weak? Take your next look

And get schooled and read like a textbook

Cause I'm the better man, and I never ran

MC beat me? I give credit to whoever can

Cause I terrify, scare, and horrify

Couldn't win against me if you let your father try

Hang and socialize, rhymes just multiply

Me and Mike get with it cause we both are fly

Lyrical lecture, word architecture

Rap director, the best in my sector

Microphone cool chief releasin the smooth speech

I get nasty with a pen and some loose leaf

(You nasty, baby)

[VERSE 3]

Lyrical summary, there's only one of me

Lord Finesse is far from a wanna-be

Cause I can get funky and smooth like cashmere

And slay a rapper with rhymes I said last year

So don't try roastin or toastin me, or even approachin me

I break you physically and emotionally

So damn fly at this, so don't even try to dis

Put rhymes tog