Here I Come

[Intro] I got something to say, man, you dig? I mean, you cats been up here rappin' ain't said nothin' about the real thing You know what I mean? Now I got something to say, man [Verse 1] Lord Finesse is the brother who's talking And this is somethin' funky to pump in your Walkman So watch me, troop, and pay attention as I get down Get funky and kick some real shit now The rap professional, so intellectual Go against me and I'll get the best of you 'Cause gettin' funky is no coincidence Finesse can flow to any musical instrument But I'm better for, my skill's the metaphor I can get loose and flow like a reservoir Or the Nile river, maybe the Amazon I'm the brother that you should have the cameras on I'm not the type to go out the way others do Finesse fall off? You must be on a drug or two 'Cause MCs try they best to flow and catch the L-O-R-D F-I-N-E-double-S-E I'ma get raw and score, then I'm outta here This is like a classroom, any volunteers? Yeah, I thought so, you better stay frozen I can kick a tune like my man Beethoven I got strategy, none is as bad as me I'm the funky brother that many are glad to see On a platform, stage, or in public Lord Finesse is gettin' funky on the subject [Chorus] Here I come (Huh, uh) A slick brother with a fade and a half-moon Here I come (Huh, uh) A slick brother with a fade and a half-moon [Verse 2] Now watch the pro as I perform and rock the show Do with ease what others find impossible 'Cause I'm so damn fly, so just stand by In a fight, I beat rappers by a landslide 'Cause I hit hard, make 'em run and discharge Best believe Finesse is gonna get large And swifter, fresher, better than ever Yeah, etcetera, etcetera I'm filled with action 'cause I'm so spectacular Yet I flow smooth like a Benz or a Acura A man of skill and high fidelity I'm a funky brother, so what is you telling me? Many rappers step on a stage like it's a Star Search To be funky, it takes crazy hard work They try to flip and skip to the wack sound But I play the stage while others play the background And since I rhyme quick, many get crushed fast I sport a fade, half moon, and now a moustache I'm ready, set to step and come correct In full effect, yeah, I'm makin' things funky [Chorus] Here I come (Huh, uh) A slick brother with a fade and a half-moon Here I come (Huh, uh) A slick brother with a fade and a half-moon Here I come (Huh, uh) A slick brother with a fade and a half-moon Here I come (Huh, uh) A slick brother with a fade and a half-moon [Verse 3] Now I rock the hip-hop to reach the tip-top So see and believe as I proceed to rip shop Rhymes are handmade, smooth like mayonnaise Cut you up so bad, you need more than a Band-Aid Make MCs forfeit, think they lost it Get over-exhausted, I rock the raw shit Bust it, peep it, rhymes are top secret Me gettin' swift on the mic, that's done frequent I tell MCs to get lost when I get pissed off You think I'm wack? Well, you got to think crisscrossed Will and able, far from a fable MCs I disable, make 'em stand stable I burn and weld you, beat and expel you I'm out to tell you, I put you on Bellevue Hospital, now I did the impossible I'm Lord Finesse 'cause I'm so remarkable I'm so bad, I make MCs go mad They can't deal with my style of vocab I'll rip and bust that, make MCs hushed at And when I'm finished, y'all will say "Yo, who was that Brother?" 'Cause I'm a bad motherfucker Rhymes so swift, parallel to no other I'm the funky technician kicking a fresh rhyme Lord Finesse sayin' peace 'til the next time [Chorus] Here I come (Huh, uh) A slick brother with a fade and a half-moon Here I come (Huh, uh) A slick brother with a fade and a half-moon Here I come (Huh, uh) A slick brother with a fade and a half-moon Here I come (Huh, uh) A slick brother with a fade and a half-moon [Outro] Here I come (Huh, uh) A slick brother with a fade and a half-moon Here I come