Luyện nghe bài hát Here I Come

"i got something to say, man, you dig? I mean, you cats up
There rappin ain't nothin about the real thing, you know
I mean? I got something to say, man"

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

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

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

"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 like
Cut you up so bad you need more a band aid
Make mc's forfeit, think lost it
Get over-exhausted, I rock the raw
Bust it, it, rhymes are top secret
Me swift on the mic, that's done frequent
I tell to get lost when I get pissed off
You I'm wack? well, you got to think criss-crossed
Will and able, far a fable
I disable, make em stand stable
I burn and weld you, beat and you
I'm out to tell you, I put you on
Hospital, now I did the
I'm finesse cause I'm so remarkable
I'm so bad, I make go mad
They can't deal my style of vocab
rip and bust that, make mc's hushed at
And when I'm finished will say "yo, who was that
Brother? " cause I'm a bad
Rhymes so swift, to no other
I'm the funky technician kicking a fresh
Lord sayin peace till the next time

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