Here I Come Lyrics - Singles - Lord Finesse

"i got something to say, man, you dig? I mean, you cats been up 

There rappin ain't said nothin about the real thing, you know 

What I mean? I got something to say, man" 

Lord finesse is the brother who's talking 

And this is somethin funky to pump in your walkman 

So watch me, troop, and pay attention as I get down 

Get funky and kick some real shit now 

The rap professional, so intellectual 

Go against me and I'll get the best of you 

Cause gettin funky is no coincidence 

Finesse can flow to any musical instrument 

But I'm better for, my skill's the metaphor 

I can get loose and flow like a reservoir 

Or the nile river, maybe the amazon 

I'm the brother that you should have the cameras on 

I'm not the type to go out the way others do 

Finesse fall off? you must be on a drug or two 

Cause mc's try they best to flow and catch the 

L-o-r-d f-i-n-e-double s-e 

I'ma get raw and score, then I'm outta here 

This is like a classroom, any volunteers? 

Yeah, I thought so, you better stay frozen 

I can kick a tune like my man beethoven 

I got strategy, none is as bad as me 

I'm the funky brother that many are glad to see 

On a platform, stage, or in public 

Lord finesse is gettin funky on the subject 

"here I come" "a slick brother with a fade and a half-moon" (repeat 2x) 

Now watch the pro as I perform and rock the show 

Do with ease what others find impossible 

Cause I'm so damn fly, so just stand by 

In a fight I beat rappers by a landslide 

Cause I hit hard, make em run and discharge 

Best believe finesse is gonna get large 

And swifter, fresher, better than ever 

Yeah, etcetera, etcetera 

I'm filled with action cause I'm so spectacular 

Yet I flow smooth like a benz or a acura 

A man of skill and high fidelity 

I'm a funky brother, so what is you telling me? 

Many rappers step on a stage like it's a star search 

To be funky it takes crazy hard work 

They try to flip and skip to the wack sound 

But I play the stage while others play the background 

And since I rhyme quick many get crushed fast 

I sport a fade, half moon, and now a moustache 

I'm ready, set to step 

And come correct, in full effect 

Yeah, I'm makin things funky 

"here I come" "a slick brother with a fade and a half-moon" (repeat 4x) 

Now I rock the hip-hop to reach the tip-top 

So see and believe as I proceed to rip shop 

Rhymes are handmade, smooth like mayonnaise 

Cut you up so bad you need more than a band aid 

Make mc's forfeit, think they lost it 

Get over-exhausted, I rock the raw shit 

Bust it, peep it, rhymes are top secret 

Me gettin swift on the mic, that's done frequent 

I tell mc's to get lost when I get pissed off 

You think I'm wack? well, you got to think criss-crossed 

Will and able, far from a fable 

Mc's I disable, make em stand stable 

I burn and weld you, beat and expel you 

I'm out to tell you, I put you on bellevue 

Hospital, now I did the impossible 

I'm lord finesse cause I'm so remarkable 

I'm so bad, I make mc's go mad 

They can't deal with my style of vocab 

I'll rip and bust that, make mc's hushed at 

And when I'm finished y'all will say "yo, who was that 

Brother? " cause I'm a bad motherfucker 

Rhymes so swift, parallel to no other 

I'm the funky technician kicking a fresh rhyme 

Lord finesse sayin peace till the next time 

"here I come" "a slick brother with a fade and a half-moon" (repeat til fade)