Luyện nghe bài hát Here I Come

"i got something to say, man, you I mean, you cats been up
There rappin ain't said nothin about the real thing, you
What I I got something to say, man"

Lord finesse is the brother talking
And this is somethin funky to pump in walkman
So me, troop, and pay attention as I get down
Get funky and kick some real now
The rap professional, so
Go me and I'll get the best of you
Cause gettin funky is no
Finesse can flow to any instrument
But I'm better for, my the metaphor
I can get loose and flow a reservoir
Or the river, maybe the amazon
I'm the brother that you should the cameras on
I'm not the to go out the way others do
fall off? you must be on a drug or two
Cause mc's try they best to flow and the
f-i-n-e-double s-e
I'ma get raw and score, then I'm outta
This is a classroom, any volunteers?
Yeah, I thought so, you stay frozen
I can kick a like my man beethoven
I got strategy, is as bad as me
I'm the funky that many are glad to see
On a platform, stage, or in
Lord is gettin funky on the subject

"here I come" "a slick with a fade and a half-moon" (repeat 2x)

Now watch the pro as I perform and rock the
Do with ease what others impossible
Cause I'm so damn fly, so just by
In a fight I rappers by a landslide
Cause I hit hard, make em run and
Best believe is gonna get large
And swifter, fresher, than ever
Yeah, etcetera,
I'm filled with action cause I'm so
Yet I flow smooth like a or a acura
A man of and high fidelity
I'm a funky brother, so what is you me?
Many rappers step on a like it's a star search
To be funky it takes crazy hard
They try to flip and to the wack sound
But I play the stage while others play the
And since I rhyme quick get crushed fast
I sport a fade, moon, and now a moustache
I'm ready, set to
And come correct, in full
Yeah, I'm things funky

"here I come" "a slick with a fade and a half-moon" (repeat 4x)

Now I the hip-hop to reach the tip-top
So see and believe as I to rip shop
Rhymes are handmade, smooth mayonnaise
Cut you up so bad you more than a band aid
Make mc's forfeit, think they it
Get over-exhausted, I the raw shit
Bust it, it, rhymes are top secret
Me gettin swift on the mic, that's done
I tell mc's to get lost I get pissed off
You think I'm wack? well, you got to criss-crossed
and able, far from a fable
Mc's I disable, make em stable
I burn and weld you, beat and you
I'm out to you, I put you on bellevue
Hospital, now I did the
I'm lord cause I'm so remarkable
I'm so bad, I make go mad
They can't deal my style of vocab
I'll rip and bust that, make mc's at
And when I'm finished y'all will say "yo, who was
Brother? " I'm a bad motherfucker
Rhymes so swift, parallel to no
I'm the funky technician kicking a fresh
Lord finesse sayin peace the next time

"here I come" "a slick with a fade and a half-moon" (repeat til fade)