Luyện nghe bài hát Baby, You Nasty

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

(you nasty, baby)

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

(you nasty, baby)

3]
Lyrical summary, only one of me
Lord finesse is far a wanna-be
Cause I can get funky and smooth like
And slay a rapper rhymes I said last year
So don't try roastin or me, or even approachin me
I you physically and emotionally
So damn fly at this, so don't try to dis
Put rhymes like a stupid mad scientist
In a laboratory, I'm a with a badder story
finesse stand tops in my category
Mc's are petrified nowhere left to hide
I slay a and go: "what's up, who's next to try?
I havin it, poetical graduate
And me get whipped by imagine it
Mc's are in as soon as they step to me
I'm the man break they neck to see
Highly explosive and nothin to joke
Cause I can get on a fast or the slow tip
Cause I'm badder, but it doesn't
like a dagger, able to rag a
Booty mc who try to play me
Cause even the tell me (you nasty, baby)

4]
I rock the and drop the math
And I up rhymes just like arts & crafts
Foes mumble, get crushed cause they fragile
Release more words than in three of scrabble
Mc finesse, I reign with supremacy
I one, two, or a team of three
Or ten of em cause I never sound feminine
When funky for the ladies and gentlemen
Remarkable, I to rock the show
Wax mc's a bottle of mopping glow
Lord of rap, and many can't to snap
And I throw and score a quarterback
for the touchdown, I'm from uptown
Lord finesse in effect, so up now?
Rhyme, slide, and glide, but fit
A genius, but no need to worship me
I remain hot to make brain drop
Cause I'm a river, and you're just a
is where I come from, far from a dum-dum
Brothers be runnin to dial 911
finesse in effect to get lose now
My pockets stay fat a goose down
I use the brain and drive in a faster 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 fancy
(baby nasty)
I know, but yo, just flow
fast or slow I still get the dough
And the ladies to cheer and me
And tell me I rhyme (you nasty, baby)