Luyện nghe bài hát Funky Technician

"mmm mm mm, ain't that "
"damn it feels good to see up on it"
(repeat 4x)

Lord finesse in effect I rhyme hard
Look good flow smooth the whole nine yard
and tear mc's that step near
I make the girl strip naked and just it here
It's like, taking candy from a kid in a baby
vanish, because I do crazy damage
Crews I smoke and diss, even joke with this
Just listen to the sounds of the funky

Now I'm the man intellect, no one to disrespect
I kick a rhyme and mc's wanna hit the deck
And give it up and use rhymes as a sacrifice
Brothers try they best, they ain't even half as
They try to kick it, by that softer rap
Me sound nigga please, come off of that
I'm mystical, musical, I confuse a few
Lord finesse gettin as usual
Releasin fresh words, sparkin the neck work
Cause I'm the expert, sneakers and sweatshirts
Jeans and hoods, there's no doubt I rap good
I ? walk with a bout? with my hat turned
To many, I may like a hoodlum
But I'm a rapper and a damn good one
I can get smooth and mild or wild like a juvenile
Or get swift with the gift and just lose the
State the facts, the raps
who try to down me, better step out my face with that
Cause I can get raw like many or any one of
I take a nine when you me from one to ten
I got skills so don't try me
I keep rhymes in just like groceries
Don't try to snap troop, this man be strapped
correct you be leavin home handicapped
In a straightjacket, or a
(finesse lost your touch? ) naah, it's there
So and competition
Beware of finesse, the funky technician

I'm untouchable, the skills to crush a crew
When it comes to rhymes a must that I bust a few
Keep the crowd I'm so magnificent
It even finesse on my birth certificate, I'm the
Man of bravery skill and
I get the cause I use my brain you see
And that's no surprise you get pulverized
If you sleep, so don't even close your
I go and flow, I give crews advice
To make it short, I'm stupid nice
Using bad words, pronouns and
Putting english together just like a mad
Mc's I stomp and scare, I em lose they hair
I rip the mic and it home as a souveneir
Rough and tough cause I come from a bad
Watch your with a chain and a padlock
I go solo, far a homo
a no no, get more sex than a porno
When it comes to rhymes I my own
in a hyper tone, when rippin a microphone
So those steppin to me have somethin hype to say
I cook mc's than you can in a microwave
I'm the that'll give any man a chance
To come correct before leavin in a
So those that's dissin and flippin better
To lord finesse - the funky

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