O' Lord - Lord Finesse, O.C.

Lord Finesse: Check it out, check it out

O.C.: It’s going on

Lord Finesse: One time for your motherfucking mind.

Live for the ‘95.

I’m in here with the one and only

O.C.: Phenomenon

Lord Finesse: The brother O. C

O.C.: Yeah

Lord Finesse: As we max in here, on the EP intermission, you know what I’m

saying?

D.I.T.C.

in the house

O.C.: In the motherfucking house

Lord Finesse: But I ain’t gonna hog it.

I’ma pass it

As though

To noise, kick poison, strike a poise

The debonair share space, impair with flair.

L-O-

-R-D F-I-N-E-double-S-E.

Y’all rappers best

Beware.

He’s soon to finetune in your ears

Beats like minks and his rhymes are like links

Figaro, all due from your nigga O. You’re like an

Egyptian fishing for ways to top the pyramids

You give off presence like a whole fucking syndicate

And hang (Right, right).

One time for your motherfucking

Mind, Lord Finesse ‘bout to spark it in your ear again

You know’m saying?

He was off the scene

But he back on and he’s ‘bout to go on and on

And on and on one time like that

No motherfucking diggity.

Like that, ha.

Like I said, we’re signing off with my

man O.C.

And we out