Lyrics

Yo, Ayyo, yo
This mothetfucking Akafeller in the motherfucking house
You know what I’m saying, Word up Akinyele
We ain’t even gonna disrespect this beat right now by rhyming
This is motherfukcing back signal
So when you hear this shit in ya club
Come to the motherfucking front of stage
Me and Finesses, always catch a body on stage
Because we kill a show, each and every motherfucking place we go
It don’t matter who the fuck is headlining
They know what time it is
When **** like us get pissed
You know what I’m saying
Lord Finesse, the representative, since ‘86
With that tight metaphoric shit you gotta think about
Only the real motherfucking MCs, you know what I’m talking about
All your fake **** friends, you know what I’m saying
Like you don’t know nothing
Got to step to the motherfucking rare
You know the motherfucking Lord Finesse is here
Oh Lord, Oh my god, Check it
Finesse influence motherfuckers like myself
And a whole bunch of motherfucking fake rappers right now tryin’ to run
Like they don’t know what time it is with my motherfucking man
But he gon do what like this[?]
Lord Finesse is in da house, check it
And Akinyele we’ve been carnated out, yeah
You know, Finesse representing the Bronx and shit
And Accanali we’ll be representing Queens and shit
Is like that, and you motherfucking
Lord Finesse and the motherfucking Ak in your squad, yes yes
Written by: Robert Hall
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