Luyện nghe bài hát Funky on The Fast Tip

"man oh man. the boy done found funky and
Don't know to do. I think you should set it off
now. set it off."

I'm a get paid for the
I don't care who likes me or who behind me
The man to off a week so don't sleep
shades to streets I still go one deep
Save that off the wall you can have, son
Fuck around, the mic, you catch a bad one
I come corect and to bust the ill raps
Me take a loss to who? you kill that
Back up, slap up, a brother some head room
Hype on the mic, amazing in the
Girls me because I'm straight and don't sidestep
I do shit jack lalaine ain't yet
Ask any female, she'll say I'm good
That's why I'm finesse, star of the neighborhood
Yeah, cause I kick slicker
lord finesse, so bow and tip your hat
And way, because I get plenty say
Those who don't like me, I give a shit anyway
When it comes to lyrics, I always something
To brothers press the rewind button
I'm a get mine, rappers you gonna do?
you couldn't see me if you wanted to
Get who you want, shit you can call the
But for now, I'm all my props
I terror, whatever's clever
I'm cooler than the mack and shaft put
So chill, try to get ill, dummy
Me get stomped by be for real, money
I'm not it so run and get your best groups
You see why they me lord finesse, troop
I eat em sandwiches, send them home in bandages
Give me a mic, I you what doing damage is
Nice swift and, deeper than
I'm out opponents like a hitman
I get the crowd hype like assorted
It's lord finesse, who the you thought it was?
I lounge and but still can get ill, i'm
and real with skills beyond skills
I thought you from the get-go
I'm cool as the whole nine, but that don't shit, though
I'm unstoppable, able to a crew
Do the impossible and put my opponents in the
Many hang when I flow and take off
The said to it up, had to bag and break north
Before get schooled like a sophomore
Lord is the man to look out for
I got cash, the cuties, the red
Try to take mine, fuck around, you get your flown
I independently, roll like there's ten of me
why I'm one of the smoothest in the industry
I'm dropping on the pavement
Cause my entertainment will leave all in
Skills I kick to show many I'm swift
I got shit that can't deal with
Even though competition, I don't worry
I dust opponents fast in a hurry
Tracks I analyze, destroy, and
Even I must admit, shit, I'm fly
So I don't mind for those trying to get me
But try dissing me, that ass be history
to the brothers and sisters that's behind me
Lord finesse shit for the 90's