歌曲 | Funky on the Fast Tip |
歌手 | Lord Finesse |
专辑 | Return of the Funky Man |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Lord Finesse | |
"man oh man. the boy done found something funky and | |
Don't know what to do. i think you should set it off | |
Right now. set it off." | |
I'm a get paid for the 1990's | |
I don't care who likes me or who stands behind me | |
The man to peep off a week so don't sleep | |
>from shades to streets i still go one deep | |
Save that off the wall bullshit you can have, son | |
Fuck around, grab the mic, you catch a bad one | |
I come corect and strapped to bust the ill raps | |
Me take a loss to who? you oughta kill that | |
Back up, slap up, give a brother some head room | |
Hype on the mic, amazing in the bedroom | |
Girls like me because i'm straight and don't sidestep | |
I do shit jack lalaine ain't tried yet | |
Ask any female, betcha she'll say i'm good | |
That's why i'm finesse, porno star of the neighborhood | |
Yeah, cause i kick slicker raps | |
It's lord finesse, so bow and tip your hat | |
And make way, because i get plenty say | |
Those who don't like me, i don't give a shit anyway | |
When it comes to lyrics, i always find something | |
To make brothers press the rewind button | |
I'm a get mine, rappers what you gonna do? | |
Cause you couldn't see me if you wanted to | |
Get who you want, shit you can call the cops | |
But for now, i'm getting all my props | |
I reign terror, whatever's clever | |
I'm cooler than the mack and shaft put together | |
So chill, don't try to get ill, dummy | |
Me get stomped by who? be for real, money | |
I'm not having it so run and get your best groups | |
You see why they call me lord finesse, troop | |
I eat em like sandwiches, send them home in bandages | |
Give me a mic, i show you what doing damage is | |
Nice swift and, deeper than quicksand | |
I'm taking out opponents like a hitman | |
I get the crowd hype like assorted drug | |
It's lord finesse, who the fuck you thought it was? | |
I lounge and chill but still can get ill, i'm | |
Live and real with skills beyond skills | |
I thought you knew from the get-go | |
I'm cool as the whole nine, but that don't mean shit, though | |
I'm unstoppable, able to rock a crew | |
Do the impossible and put my opponents in the hospital | |
Many can't hang when i flow and take off | |
The said to give it up, had to bag and break north | |
Before they get schooled like a sophomore | |
Lord finesse is the man to look out for | |
I got cash, the cuties, the red boats | |
Try to take mine, fuck around, you get your head flown | |
I take independently, roll like there's ten of me | |
That's why i'm one of the smoothest in the industry | |
I'm dropping mc's on the pavement | |
Cause my entertainment will leave all in amazement | |
Skills i kick to show many i'm real swift | |
I got shit that opponents can't deal with | |
Even though there's competition, i don't worry | |
I dust opponents quick fast in a hurry | |
Tracks i analyze, destroy, and vandalize | |
Even i must admit, shit, goddamn i'm fly | |
So i don't mind for those trying to get with me | |
But try dissing me, that ass will be history | |
Peace to the brothers and sisters that's behind me | |
Lord finesse bagging shit for the 90's |
zuo qu : Lord Finesse | |
" man oh man. the boy done found something funky and | |
Don' t know what to do. i think you should set it off | |
Right now. set it off." | |
I' m a get paid for the 1990' s | |
I don' t care who likes me or who stands behind me | |
The man to peep off a week so don' t sleep | |
from shades to streets i still go one deep | |
Save that off the wall bullshit you can have, son | |
Fuck around, grab the mic, you catch a bad one | |
I come corect and strapped to bust the ill raps | |
Me take a loss to who? you oughta kill that | |
Back up, slap up, give a brother some head room | |
Hype on the mic, amazing in the bedroom | |
Girls like me because i' m straight and don' t sidestep | |
I do shit jack lalaine ain' t tried yet | |
Ask any female, betcha she' ll say i' m good | |
That' s why i' m finesse, porno star of the neighborhood | |
Yeah, cause i kick slicker raps | |
It' s lord finesse, so bow and tip your hat | |
And make way, because i get plenty say | |
Those who don' t like me, i don' t give a shit anyway | |
When it comes to lyrics, i always find something | |
To make brothers press the rewind button | |
I' m a get mine, rappers what you gonna do? | |
Cause you couldn' t see me if you wanted to | |
Get who you want, shit you can call the cops | |
But for now, i' m getting all my props | |
I reign terror, whatever' s clever | |
I' m cooler than the mack and shaft put together | |
So chill, don' t try to get ill, dummy | |
Me get stomped by who? be for real, money | |
I' m not having it so run and get your best groups | |
You see why they call me lord finesse, troop | |
I eat em like sandwiches, send them home in bandages | |
Give me a mic, i show you what doing damage is | |
Nice swift and, deeper than quicksand | |
I' m taking out opponents like a hitman | |
I get the crowd hype like assorted drug | |
It' s lord finesse, who the fuck you thought it was? | |
I lounge and chill but still can get ill, i' m | |
Live and real with skills beyond skills | |
I thought you knew from the getgo | |
I' m cool as the whole nine, but that don' t mean shit, though | |
I' m unstoppable, able to rock a crew | |
Do the impossible and put my opponents in the hospital | |
Many can' t hang when i flow and take off | |
The said to give it up, had to bag and break north | |
Before they get schooled like a sophomore | |
Lord finesse is the man to look out for | |
I got cash, the cuties, the red boats | |
Try to take mine, fuck around, you get your head flown | |
I take independently, roll like there' s ten of me | |
That' s why i' m one of the smoothest in the industry | |
I' m dropping mc' s on the pavement | |
Cause my entertainment will leave all in amazement | |
Skills i kick to show many i' m real swift | |
I got shit that opponents can' t deal with | |
Even though there' s competition, i don' t worry | |
I dust opponents quick fast in a hurry | |
Tracks i analyze, destroy, and vandalize | |
Even i must admit, shit, goddamn i' m fly | |
So i don' t mind for those trying to get with me | |
But try dissing me, that ass will be history | |
Peace to the brothers and sisters that' s behind me | |
Lord finesse bagging shit for the 90' s |
zuò qǔ : Lord Finesse | |
" man oh man. the boy done found something funky and | |
Don' t know what to do. i think you should set it off | |
Right now. set it off." | |
I' m a get paid for the 1990' s | |
I don' t care who likes me or who stands behind me | |
The man to peep off a week so don' t sleep | |
from shades to streets i still go one deep | |
Save that off the wall bullshit you can have, son | |
Fuck around, grab the mic, you catch a bad one | |
I come corect and strapped to bust the ill raps | |
Me take a loss to who? you oughta kill that | |
Back up, slap up, give a brother some head room | |
Hype on the mic, amazing in the bedroom | |
Girls like me because i' m straight and don' t sidestep | |
I do shit jack lalaine ain' t tried yet | |
Ask any female, betcha she' ll say i' m good | |
That' s why i' m finesse, porno star of the neighborhood | |
Yeah, cause i kick slicker raps | |
It' s lord finesse, so bow and tip your hat | |
And make way, because i get plenty say | |
Those who don' t like me, i don' t give a shit anyway | |
When it comes to lyrics, i always find something | |
To make brothers press the rewind button | |
I' m a get mine, rappers what you gonna do? | |
Cause you couldn' t see me if you wanted to | |
Get who you want, shit you can call the cops | |
But for now, i' m getting all my props | |
I reign terror, whatever' s clever | |
I' m cooler than the mack and shaft put together | |
So chill, don' t try to get ill, dummy | |
Me get stomped by who? be for real, money | |
I' m not having it so run and get your best groups | |
You see why they call me lord finesse, troop | |
I eat em like sandwiches, send them home in bandages | |
Give me a mic, i show you what doing damage is | |
Nice swift and, deeper than quicksand | |
I' m taking out opponents like a hitman | |
I get the crowd hype like assorted drug | |
It' s lord finesse, who the fuck you thought it was? | |
I lounge and chill but still can get ill, i' m | |
Live and real with skills beyond skills | |
I thought you knew from the getgo | |
I' m cool as the whole nine, but that don' t mean shit, though | |
I' m unstoppable, able to rock a crew | |
Do the impossible and put my opponents in the hospital | |
Many can' t hang when i flow and take off | |
The said to give it up, had to bag and break north | |
Before they get schooled like a sophomore | |
Lord finesse is the man to look out for | |
I got cash, the cuties, the red boats | |
Try to take mine, fuck around, you get your head flown | |
I take independently, roll like there' s ten of me | |
That' s why i' m one of the smoothest in the industry | |
I' m dropping mc' s on the pavement | |
Cause my entertainment will leave all in amazement | |
Skills i kick to show many i' m real swift | |
I got shit that opponents can' t deal with | |
Even though there' s competition, i don' t worry | |
I dust opponents quick fast in a hurry | |
Tracks i analyze, destroy, and vandalize | |
Even i must admit, shit, goddamn i' m fly | |
So i don' t mind for those trying to get with me | |
But try dissing me, that ass will be history | |
Peace to the brothers and sisters that' s behind me | |
Lord finesse bagging shit for the 90' s |