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Lord Finesse Funky Technician

be leavin home handicapped In a straightjacket, or a wheelchair (finesse lost your touch? ) naah, it's still there So wannabees and competition Beware of lord finesse, the funky technician

You shugged your shoulders and quote "Andre's a Giant" [Finesse] Yeah, that was crazy funky. Yo, like I said, we two brothers just getting crazy funky

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

to put you up on a crime scoop It'll only take a minute of your time, troop So don't be a dummy or a lame brain Lord Finesse is teaching so just maintain

that I have in the background When I cut 'em off they go (Oh it's like that now?) Yeah whatever, get yourself together Cause ain't nothing change with Finesse

be leavin home handicapped in a straightjacket, or a wheelchair (Finesse lost your touch?) Naah, it's still there So wannabees and competition Beware of Lord Finesse, the Funky Technician

I'ma, fiendish genius, a rap confederate Call me the Lord, King, or better yet lyrical artistical, cause I'm original I'm Lord Finesse, the funky individual