Lord Finesse - The Final Warning lyrics

[Intro] Kinda tired, of these talking n***as [Verse] Yo, i'm still trying understand like what is you saying Ya wack a** verse proves ya mouth what you be spraying Nobody rock with you but boy, you's a f**ing punk Talking bout me, you had no flow right from the jump I'll really fill you up, b**h n***a I keep the pump You look like the type of sh** that a baby threw up That senseless verse is just about to make me get bucks Talking bout I got I got no girl, like I give two f**s But you gone be a virgin at the age of 98 n***as saw that I was a king in 1998 You got 99 problems, that's 99 k**ers on your head And Toby stay taking up for you, is you giving him head Or maybe he just saw i'm disrespecting his little master Told you shut up yesterday and I saw you went Casper But you try to return today you little ba*tard Talking bout war, must don't know who I am lil ba*tard You really shoulda had checked my resume n***a I will really knock off your little toupee n***a Hit yo b**h a** up make you say touche n***a Ever saw lasers? I ain't talking CD's by Lupe n***a I'm talking bout the sh** that'll have you pissing ya pants You and Toby talk the most but look like ya'll ballerina dance f**ing b**h, all this talking's really making me sick You still follow me on social media, hop off my dick Why you follow me, if you claim you don't like me I think it's cause you wanna study my style and bite me b**h n***a you just shot at a whole tank of propane You know that I be really serving more lines than c**aine You ain't no man, Jaee is more of a real man than you How bout ya switch positions, that sound like a plan to you? Name ain't even Ace no more, get your facts straight Fore I knock your spine out of socket and you need a back brace n***a you need to stop all you sh**s are dissapointments And yes I Cut Deep hoe, i'll send your p**y a** some ointment