(feat. A.G., Percee P)

[Lord Finesse]

Aw yeah, coming is my man Andre the Giant in the house, you
know what I'm saying? I got my man Rhyme Inspector Percee P
in the house. We gonna set this off for the 90's, you know

what I'm saying?

[Percee P]

We repping Queensville and Forrest in the house.

[Lord Finesse]

Let Precee get his props, let him get his props.

[Percee P]

Like sulfuric acid I'm lethal, soon as my words reach you
They eat through brains of those that chose to speak to
A wiser and smoother, keep up or I lose you

When I manuver words when I'm heard I confuse you, bruise you
I'm high potent, devoting much time into one rhyme
Every line of mine is worth quoting

I'm like a college dorm, people will swarm
For knowledge, applicants chill out and fill out a form
I know I'm the best MC, no one can mess with me

I'm a recepie, diss the P and you're history
Percee P's the man to praise
For day's after a phrase is said I'll leave your head phased

No one can surpass the P, get on before or after me
That can be a catastrophe
Brains I kill, when I build

With my skill, in my field cause I'm ideal
Foes I decompose from nose to toes
I will dispose of all of those that chose to go to my shows

You gotta hand it to me, you know I'm uno $$#umo
Doing Judo, couldn't do no damage to me
I stayed up later made up a rhyme straight up after I ate up yours

Sprayed up yours, cause get laid up
Thinking I'm a make it big, you rap fans know it
Prepare for stale rap, and you snap your Kodak

Diss me, the P? That'll be suicide
You no frills with no skills, I'll just put you aside
Rappers are skinned in battles and winning them from within them

Befriend them, before I beat them I greet them then eat them, then send them
A ?court hide?, my lyrics coincide
And dwell all through your brain cells as soon as they go inside

The Giant, you got something to say?

[A.G.]

Can I kick it? (Yes, you may)

Pass the mic, and watch how I rock the show

Suckers try to diss, now they got to go
I got so much talent
I get hype when I write and I might even get violent

I see and dismantle
You might be nice with the mic, but are you nice with your hands, too?
And I hope you're not lacking

Cause you'll be missing in action if you ain't been practicing
If you seem to get a victory and it's legit, %#@!
Then I'll admit you can get with me

I never quit, cause it's never none of that
Get the best rhyme and Tec-9 and I'm coming back
What, you think I'm joking?

The last ^!$$% I broke quit rapping and started smoking
This was seen from a close fan
One crawl, some fall, none stall, not all but most ran

You should have seen them running
The tune I was humming is "A.G. is Coming"
Get your best MC's that have heart to fight

Finesse, A.G., and Percee P is gonna spark the mic
All girls leave convinced
I'm not a giant in hight, on the strength, I'm a giant in length

Cuties with booties I know how to pick 'em
(But do you stick 'em?) Ask your girl, she became another victim
Now you're heated because I'm dissing

Go ahead and get your ammunition cause I'm already on a mission
But don't approach with that wack plan
I'm one strong black man, mentally I'm a fat man
I get heated til I boil
Competition I heard to spoil, leave them under dirt and soil

A mastermind when it comes to a puchline
Anybody wants mine? That's when it's lunch time
So Finesse you got something to say?

[Lord Finesse]

Can I kick it? (Yes, you may)

I reign terror, fall off never
(So how you gonna do this?) Ayo, whatever
I prepared, equipped, and I'm here to flip

Me take a loss? I'm not trying to hear that %#@!
Neither me or the brothers that I run with
So grab a seat and shut up with that dumb %#@!
It's showtime, so it's time to get hype now
Wack MC's leave the stage, put the mic down

Just like that now, riff you get smacked now
You know what I know? You take your $$# to the background
MC's I eat up, chew up, mash up
Get out of hand and I'll $#&@ your damn $$# up
Come prepared, don't front and get scared
I grab the mic, go "One two" and say "Yeah"

I rock any track that's thrown me
A classic, a breakbeat, or even R&B
Whether a variety, or even one group
Any MC against me, now that's a dumb move
As I proceed to flip, I'm a succeed with this
A brother beat me? No one would believe that %#@!
So don't play me, stress me, or stand hard

Never send a #~!!@ out to do a man's job
This is my game, I play the cards here
I bust a rapper's $$# plus I send him home with car fare
I flow like a faucet, kick the crazy raw %#@!
I beat a rapper from the party to his doorstep
Straight up and down you don't want no conflict
Smoother than a pimp, rougher than a convict

Save the riff cause you ain't saying %#@!
Go against this, you get smoked like a spliff
I drop hits and watch my competitors flip
To them it's dope, to me it's just regular %#@!
That I dropped on the scene cause I knew it would boom
I get in a rapper's $$# like a tight pair of Fruit of the Looms
They try to hang, but all of them struck out

What they need to do is retire and chill the $#&@ out
Cause I get fancy, funky, plus nasty
I'll be damned to let a mother$#&@er pass me
With my style of hip-hop, won't fall or flip flop
Here to get props cause my %#@!'s hot
So when you see me don't hog me or crowd me
Lord Finesse saying peace, I'm Audi


[A.G.]
Yeah yeah, word up. We just getting fat for '91. A.G., Lord Finesse,
Percee P. Percee P is the new member, the new member down with the
crew.

[Lord Finesse]

Yeah, Diggin in the Crates and all that, all that.

[AG] All that, all that, Diggin in the Crates, Finesse Squad
[LF] Peace to Showbiz, Diamond D
[AG] All that, all that
[LF] Fat Gangsta, Harry-O and the ABC Crew
[AG] Don't forget GangStarr
[LF] Don't forget GangStarr! My man Shel Rumble..