It's Lord Finesse, the rhyme vet
Like Bigge, I'm 'Ready to die', but it ain't my ***king time yet
I bring the noise like static, I cause havoc
When I grab the mic, I pack a party like traffic

You know my style, I got the hip sound
I should be a construction worker, the way I be tearing **** down
One of the best, you ought to shout it
Bust a *****'s *** and won't give two thoughts about it

Word, I hunt you down
I got a million reasons why none of you can ***k around
I slay beginners, saute contenders
****, and be damned if I don't walk away the winner

I kick facts, flip raps over hip tracks
You know what I'm saying?
(Yeah, I can dig that)
I'm gifted, my rhyme is wicked
When it comes to knowledge, I got jewels like the Diamond District

I'm the dopest, the baddest, one of the fattest
Chicken heads, know my status
For those that's waiting to doubt
I'm a play like Pete Rock and C L Smooth and 'Straighten it out'

Ayo Show, my man
(Add on, add on)
A G, my man
(Add on, add on)

Ayo show, my man
(Add on, add on)
D-Flow, my man
(Add on, add on)

Check it, I got the herb to bomb your brain
I'm a threat like Saddam Hussein, *****s better know my name
I flow the same in a compe***ion
I break them clowns into something different

Buck 'em with the ***king Smith and Wesson
M C's never leave my section
Finger on the trigger, I figure, I kill that ***** for stepping
I tote the four-fifth riff, and get your jaw shift

Flip phones and add jewels got me looking gorgeous
Ignore the style and get bucked down, child
With the three-pound pile, blow, How you like me now?
The new improved flow, you know how I do so

Whatever, a mother***king terror like Cujo
I'm out to get mine, I want mils, God
*****s that feel hard, chill, ***k around and get your grill scarred
It's D-Flow, you know my steelo, ceelo will let you know how we go
Chop him like a kilo and let him die

And then I'm a add on like arithmetic
Suckers, careers get stopped, so stop, who you riffing with?
I'm on point with the snakes and fakes
Ain't the one, you get hung like d****s
(Think I am?)

And it's proven, point blank, that's the conclusion
Seeing me losing, it's all an illusion
Like the rawism, I'm a kiss him when I hurt him
Then desert him, because the Show and A G **** is sickening

Giving stress to them snakes is a ritual
Nights and north flakes, oh yes, they bless the physical
Promote the glock? No, I'm not
I use it as an art, ain't got the heart to disrespect hip-hop
Time to breeze, now I'm gone, the greats is rolling strong
So add on and on

Ayo show, my man
(Add on, add on)
A G, my man
(Add on, add on)

Ayo show, my man
(Add on, add on)
D-Flow, my man
(Add on, add on)