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Lord Finesse - Here I Come lyrics
"i got something to say, man, you dig? I mean, you cats been up There rappin aint said nothin about the real thing, you know What I mean? I got something to say, man" Lord finesse is the brother whos 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 Ill get the best of you Cause gettin funky is no coincidence Finesse can flow to any musical instrument But Im better for, my skills the metaphor I can get loose and flow like a reservoir Or the nile river, maybe the amazon Im the brother that you should have the cameras on Im not the type to go out the way others do Finesse fall off? you must be on a drug or two Cause mcs try they best to flow and catch the L-o-r-d f-i-n-e-double s-e Ima get raw and score, then Im 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 Im 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 Im 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 Im filled with action cause Im so spectacular Yet I flow smooth like a benz or a acura A man of skill and high fidelity Im a funky brother, so what is you telling me? Many rappers step on a stage like its 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 Im ready, set to step And come correct, in full effect Yeah, Im 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 mcs 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, thats done frequent I tell mcs to get lost when I get pissed off You think Im wack? well, you got to think criss-crossed Will and able, far from a fable Mcs I disable, make em stand stable I burn and weld you, beat and expel you Im out to tell you, I put you on bellevue Hospital, now I did the impossible Im lord finesse cause Im so remarkable Im so bad, I make mcs go mad They cant deal with my style of vocab Ill rip and bust that, make mcs hushed at And when Im finished yall will say "yo, who was that Brother? " cause Im a bad motherfucker Rhymes so swift, parallel to no other Im 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) |
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