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Lord Finesse – Baby, You Nasty

Funky Technician. 1990

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  1. Lord Finesse is the brother that you have to hear
    I flow smooth like clouds in the atmosphere
    I'm spectacular, so damn terrifyin'
    That wack MCs don't think about ever tryin'
    To diss or flip 'cause what it boils down to
    You won't survive to step to me in round 2
    I stand and expand like a great man
    And swing a party like Tarzan, the apeman
    Say rhymes that are necessary, 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 in effect with the master rap
    And I flip on the mic like an acrobat
    I won't fret, step, but I'll make a rep
    Usin' vinyl, wax, or tape cassette
    Think I'm weak? Take your next look
    And get schooled and read like a textbook
    'Cause I'm the better man, and I never ran
    MC beat me? I give credit to whoever can
    'Cause I terrify, scare, and horrify
    Couldn't win against me if you let your father try
    Hang and socialize, rhymes just multiply
    Me and Mike get with it 'cause we both are fly
    Lyrical lecture, word architecture
    Rap director, the best in my sector
    Microphone cool chief releasin' the smooth speech
    I get nasty with a pen and some loose leaf

    (You nasty, baby)

    [Verse 3]
    Lyrical summary, there's only one of me
    Lord Finesse is far from a wanna-be
    'Cause I can get funky and smooth like cashmere
    And slay a rapper with rhymes I said last year
    So don't try roastin' or toastin' me, or even approachin' me
    I break you physically and emotionally
    So damn fly at this, so don't even try to diss
    Put rhymes together like a stupid mad scientist
    In a laboratory, I'm a brother with a badder story
    Lord Finesse stand tops in my category
    MCs are petrified with nowhere left to hide
    I slay a rapper and go: "What's up, who's next to try?"
    I ain't havin' it, poetical graduate
    And me get whipped by who? Imagine it
    MCs are in jeopardy as soon as they step to me
    I'm the man ladies break they neck to see
    Highly explosive and nothin' to joke with
    'Cause I can get funky on a fast or the slow tip
    'Cause I'm badder, but it doesn't matter
    Sharp like a dagger, able to rag a
    Booty MC who dares try to play me
    'Cause even the ladies tell me (You nasty, baby)

    [Verse 4]
    I rock the science and drop the math
    And I sketch up rhymes just like Arts and Crafts
    Foes mumble, babble get crushed 'cause they fragile
    Release more words than in three games of Scrabble
    MC Lord Finesse, I reign with supremacy
    I take one, two, or a team of three
    Or ten of 'em 'cause I could never sound feminine
    When gettin' funky for the ladies and gentlemen
    Remarkable, I came to rock the show
    Wax MCs like a bottle of Mopping Glow
    Lord of rap, and many can't afford to snap
    And I throw and score like a quarterback
    Shoot for the touchdown, I'm from Uptown
    Lord Finesse in effect, so what's up now?
    Rhyme, slide, and glide, but fit perfectly
    A swift genius, but no need to worship me
    I remain hot to make your brain drop
    'Cause I'm a river, and you're just a raindrop
    Bronx is where I come from, far from a dum-dum
    Brothers be runnin' just to dial 911
    Lord Finesse in effect to get lose now
    My pockets stay fat like a goose down
    I use the master brain to drive in a faster lane
    Puttin' rhymes in shape just like Jack LaLanne
    Fix it, balance it 'cause I'm talented
    I write fly lyrics and dare others to come challenge it
    I can get nifty, funky, or even fancy (Baby, that's nasty)
    I know, but yo, let's just flow
    'Cause fast or slow I still get the dough
    And the ladies to cheer and praise me
    And tell me when I rhyme (You nasty, baby)

  2. came back to pay my respects because my dad would always bump this when i was little……. now im 24 and living like him. Thank you pops for putting me onto the classics.

  3. My God
    I've been a hip hop fan for 22 years and am just discovering this album now.
    I thought Lord Finesse was a Legendary producer. His skills are amazing !!!!!! This shit is amazing

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