Just A Little Something - Lord Finesse

Yeah, peace showbiz

Since you got this beat goin

Ima drop somethin funky to this track

Now Im the constabulary, great in vocabulary

Im no joke, when up against any adversary

Nifty rowdy, best not crowd me I snuff mcs, I step off and be audi

Wax and tax ya, comin straight at ya Your girl I snatch her, cause Im no bachelor

Dont roll up, I got the mic sewed up, cause ima grown up Me sound wack?

wait up, hold up Im fresh and no half-stepper, and I bet ya Mess with me, youll be leavin on a stretcher

Nasty fancy, rap vigilante

Get funky on the mic cause it comes in handy

You cant stomp this, mission accomplished

I burn mcs, and I leave em unconcious

Mystical magical, Im quite rational

Tell me now, am I little too fast for you?

Smashin dashin, swift and long lastin

Bust the move, cause Im far from old fashioned

I educate the society, keep the girls eyein me Change up, switch up, rhymes for my variety

Ima, fiendish genius, a rap confederate

Call me the lord, king, or better yet

Lyrical artistical, cause Im original

Im lord finesse, the funky individual

Take my advice, think once or twice

I get stupid crazy nice with a mic device

Now, I say the hype rhymes, make you wanna bite mine

Its eighty-nine and now is the right time

To get hype a microphone maestro

I could drink a 40 but still sound nice though

Picture it, figure it, could never be illiterate

Light and smoke mcs like a cigarette

Im on the mic with my dj on the one and two

Mike smooth, tell me what you gonna do.

Yeah, I wanna give the special shout out

To the 163rd forest posse

To the brother showbiz, my man andre the giant

To the brother 40 ounce, my dj mike smooth

Master rob, diamond d, force one and two

Gizmo the magician

To my man big tone and big joe

Harry o on the abc crew

Last but not least

Peace to all brothers from the hill

Max on out.