Yes You May (Lord Finesse Remix feat. Percee P, A.G.) feat. A.G.,Percee P

歌詞

(lord finesse) Yeah, now check this out. Now what we have here is the "yes you may" remix, right? But percee p and my man a.g. ain't here, And I got my man big l in the house, you know what I'm saying? And we swinging shit for '92 (big l) Ah check it out, yo Ayo everywhere I go, brothers know my f**king name I'm flooring niggas and I only weight a buck and change I gave a lot of black eyes in my extorting days F**king with me, a lotta niggas was sporting shades I grab the microphone and scar jerks Niggas running up (put me on!) what the f**k, is this star search? I'm relieving rappers like sudafed And if the microphone was smoke then big l would be a buddha head Ayo my crew's real smooth like lopez I was rocking mics since niggas was wearing pro keds I only roll with originators Chicks stick to my dick like magnets on refridgerators I'm a crazy mean lyracist Many are in fear of this, yeah, so they stand clear of this And those that refuse the order, big l bruise and slaughter Niggas hear me and take notes like a news reporter I'll bend a rapper like a fender, I'm slender, but far from tender Killing niggas like a klan member You can't touch this, your rhyme's to darn weak, front And I'm a introduce your brains to the concrete I keep hoes satisfied, I'm pushing the fattest ride To take me out, troop, even the baddest try But they fell cause my techniques are liver I'm so deaf I need a hearing aid with an equalizer You tried to hit a home run but you struck out My rhymes were released, I'd like to say peace the f**k out (lord finesse) Check it out, it's the brother you have to hear, stand up, clap, and cheer As far as running mine, ain't nothing happening here Cause I'm on some ruthless shit It ain't over til the fat lady sing? I'm a shoot the bitch I'm swift with this, it's ridiculous to get with this When I kick some shit, I'm a cold flip the script It's all systems go when I start ripping shows I swing and do my thing and I'm coming home with different hoes I got game like genesis When I finish this I can bag any hoe on the premisis I spin into action like a whirlpool Get wilder than a rapist in a catholic all-girls school Cause I'm scoring mine, never kicking boring rhymes I'm living larger than my dick in the morning time I get paid and laid on a good night Me take a loss? that shit don't even look right Brothers couldn't win against me with their hardest tactics I hang 'em and use their ass for target practice If you think you can troop, go recruit your group We can battle for some loot, shit I take you, and plus the rest of your squad Bust your ass and make you all get messanger jobs So write that shit in your column Any rapper who wants beef, motherf**ker's got problems I'm out to make changes It's the funky man, you know what my motherf**king name is (lord finesse and big l give shoutout til fade)