[Lord Finesse]



Hear The Crowd And Get The Stage Set



You Still Got Time So Put A Tape In Your Tape Deck



Sit Down Relax As I Drop Facts



Rhymes Attract The Crowd Once I Got Em Down Pat



I'm Teachin The Masses Join Up For Classes



You're Blind To The Truth So I'ma Get You Some Glasses



Cause As I Flow My Rep Start To Grow



And Brothers Don't Diss Me Cause They All Know



That I Can Get Raw And Hang With The Rest Of Em



Brothers Be Frontin, But Finesse'll Be Testin Em



As I Rhyme, And Strive For Perfection



It Used To Be Mics, Now It's Girls I'm Collectin



Mike Smooth Is On The Wheels Of Fortune



You Don't Want None So Proceed With Caution



Clap Along, You Didn't Know That I Was That Strong



To Kick A Rap Song On Top Of A Platform



A Stage, When I Speak I Bring Rage, Shoot



I Kick My Rhymes From Page To Page



Get Em Down Pat, When It's Time For A Hype Track



I Don't Scheme, Cause I Ain't Livin Like That



I Don't Front When It's Time For A Autograph



A Grammy Award For Rap Is What I Oughta Have



Made Up, Cause I Ate Up, Most The Comp'



Set Up A Beat, And Watch Me Stomp



Like A Boot, Hot In Pursuit, Now Tell Me Troop



Do I Keep The Loot?



Throw Me A Mic Yo And Watch Me Damage It



Brothers Run It, Because They Can't Handle It



Now MC's I Amaze, Shock And Daze



Just Max -- You're A Slave To My Soundwave




* Mike Smooth Cuts "You're A Slave To My Soundwave" *




[Lord Finesse]



Now I'm A Brother, Who Is Far From Booty



It's Lord Finesse, The MC And Yours Truly



Who Will Take Your Girl Just Like A Known Crook



All I Need Is A Mic And A Phonebook



Yo, I Go On Deep, Don't