Luyện nghe bài hát Baby, You Nasty

1]
Lord finesse is the brother that you to hear
I flow like clouds in the atmosphere
I'm spectacular, so terrifyin
wack mc's don't think about ever tryin
To dis or flip cause what it boils to
You survive to step to me in round 2
I stand and like a great man
And swing a party tarzan the apeman
Say rhymes that are necessary, em extra-scary
Watch and take notes like a secretary
I get furious, experience
finesse is nasty, period

(you nasty, baby)

2]
Lord in effect with the master rap
And I on the mic like a acrobat
I won't fret, step, but I'll a rep
Usin vinyl wax, or a tape
Think I'm take your next look
And get schooled and read like a
I'm the better man, and I never ran
Mc beat me? I give to whoever can
Cause I terrify, scare, and
win against me if you let your father try
Hang and socialize, just multiply
Me and mike get with it we both are fly
Lyrical lecture, architecture
Rap director, the best in my
Microphone chief releasin the smooth speech
I get nasty with a pen and some leaf

(you nasty, baby)

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Lyrical summary, only one of me
Lord finesse is far a wanna-be
Cause I can get funky and like cashmere
And slay a with rhymes I said last year
So don't try roastin or toastin me, or approachin me
I you physically and emotionally
So damn fly at this, so don't try to dis
Put rhymes together like a mad scientist
In a laboratory, I'm a with a badder story
Lord finesse tops in my category
Mc's are petrified with nowhere left to
I slay a rapper and go: "what's up, who's to try?
I ain't havin it, poetical
And me get whipped by imagine it
are in jeopardy as soon as they step to me
I'm the man break they neck to see
explosive and nothin to joke with
Cause I can get funky on a fast or the tip
I'm badder, but it doesn't matter
Sharp like a dagger, to rag a
Booty mc who try to play me
even the ladies tell me (you nasty, baby)

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I the science and drop the math
And I sketch up rhymes just like & crafts
Foes mumble, babble get crushed cause they
Release more words than in games of scrabble
Mc lord finesse, I with supremacy
I one, two, or a team of three
Or ten of em cause I could never feminine
When gettin for the ladies and gentlemen
Remarkable, I came to rock the
Wax mc's like a of mopping glow
Lord of rap, and can't afford to snap
And I throw and score like a
Shoot for the touchdown, I'm uptown
Lord finesse in effect, so what's up
Rhyme, slide, and glide, but fit
A genius, but no need to worship me
I remain hot to your brain drop
Cause I'm a river, and you're a raindrop
Bronx is I come from, far from a dum-dum
Brothers be runnin just to 911
Lord in effect to get lose now
My pockets stay fat like a goose
I use the master brain and drive in a lane
Puttin in shape just like jack lalane
Fix it, balance it I'm talented
I fly lyrics and dare others to come challenge it
I can get nifty, funky, or even
(baby nasty)
I know, but yo, let's flow
Cause or slow I still get the dough
And the to cheer and praise me
And me when I rhyme (you nasty, baby)