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Kicking Flavor With My Man Lyrics

[lord finesse]
Yeah yeah, I got my m************ man in the house, you know
What I'm saying? tell 'em your name just about now and s***
[percee p]
Ayo I'm the rhyme inspector mc percee p

[lord finesse]
Now, just about now, we gonna both do this, but I want you to
Do me a m************ favor, you know what I'm saying? (what's
That? ) let them m************ know they ain't hearing what you
Doing right about now, you know what I'm saying?

[percee p]
Like mike tyson I'll bash your face in for basing
Give me some s***e and I'll put your head out if you get out of place and
Rip you like plastic, don't make me get drastic
Better step fast, quick to get that a** kicked
What could you do to this? I ain't new to this
For you to diss me and come off is ludicrous
I ain't with that, so get back and get that
Wick wack s*** out my face before you get smacked
Like a hooker short on my cash
I want all my money, you sonny, I'll put this foot up your a**
I got your b**** all on my d***
I go her panties, her bra, her car and she star in my next flick
It's a triple-x jammie
I rode her like a camry, d*** p, I know you can't stand me
I'm percee p, p stands for pimp
She gave me head, plus she said that in bed you a dead wimp
He's a goner, working for me on the corner
Locked like a vote, know who to consult if you still wanna
I get devious, treacherous, bet you this
Next verse perce rehearsed is worse than the previous
Lyrical format leaves your head sore, black
Base and I wipe my feat on you face like a doormat
Percee p, that's who I claim to be
But you're amatuers, you're all the same to me
Yeah, you's a duck and your girl gets f*****
Bout to live it up or giving up her a** for a fast buck
Don't get me upset, b, I'm deadly
Sweat me or press up I'll mess up your head, b
You're booty, so step off and rehearse a few
Hours, and take a shower, take it personal
Lord finesse, my rhyme have to end
So get on the mic and let yours begin
[lord finesse]
Drop it, kick it, I'm about to rip it
I'm young, black, and gifted, plus I sound wicked
I stomp any opponent I come against
So be for real, they don't really want none of this
Since I'm slowing down, I got to keep it flowing now
Tonight it kindd of special, make mine a lowenbrau
I get ahhs and ooohs not boos because I'm real cool
f****** with finesse is the wrong career move
I be taking crews without breaking rules
You know d*** well I don't have time to be breaking rules
I'm all about cash flow, pull girls like a lasso
A brother roast me on the mic? don't be an a******
I'm indestructable, so bring in a substitute
What's up with a battle? (I can't f*** with you)
So don't try testing me, mc's especially
Couldn't win against me if you paid the referee
You can't get with me, so don't say s*** to me
You're out your mind if you're trying to get a victory
You can't affect me with your weak technique
If this was a game, you probably couldn't check me
You might be wild, but I'm on an iller tip
Think you stand a chance? you could kill that s***
I'm intellectual, getting the best of you
I eat mc's like the food at a festival
Drop science and math, stand tall like a giraffe
Completing the task, breaking rappers in half
Puting suckers out of it, yeah I talk a lot of s***
But when it comes to rhymes I deserve a f****** scholarship
Won't front or perp the role, I get the most of hoes
I'm so cool I got girls on remote control
Whether you're a virgin or a bad-looking hot sister
I'm bagging up b****** like a shoplifter
So lord finesse is not the one to fool
I was getting s** since they first invented underoos
Got knowledge of self, so who needs a school for help?
Brothers can't get with finesse, don't even fool yourself
When I begin I set the trend
And I show men, the m************ got no wins
g******, it's no scheme, scam, or plan
I'm just kicking flavor with my m************ man
(lord finesse and percee p give shoutouts til fade)
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