Luyện nghe bài hát Here I Come

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

Lord finesse is the brother who's
And this is somethin to pump in your walkman
So me, troop, and pay attention as I get down
Get funky and kick some real now
The rap professional, so
Go against me and get the best of you
Cause gettin funky is no
Finesse can flow to any instrument
But I'm better for, my skill's the
I can get and flow like a reservoir
Or the nile river, maybe the
I'm the brother you should have the cameras on
I'm not the to go out the way others do
Finesse fall off? you must be on a 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, I'm outta here
This is a classroom, any volunteers?
Yeah, I thought so, you better stay
I can kick a tune my man beethoven
I got strategy, is as bad as me
I'm the funky brother many are glad to see
On a platform, stage, or in
Lord finesse is gettin funky on the

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

Now watch the pro as I and rock the show
Do ease what others find impossible
Cause I'm so fly, so just stand by
In a I beat rappers by a landslide
Cause I hit hard, em run and discharge
Best believe finesse is get large
And swifter, fresher, than ever
Yeah, etcetera,
I'm filled action cause I'm so spectacular
Yet I flow smooth like a benz or a
A man of skill and high
I'm a funky brother, so what is you me?
rappers step on a stage like it's a star search
To be funky it crazy hard work
They try to flip and skip to the wack
But I play the stage while play the background
And since I rhyme quick many get fast
I sport a fade, half moon, and now a
I'm ready, set to
And come correct, in effect
Yeah, I'm things funky

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

Now I rock the to reach the tip-top
So see and believe as I to rip shop
are handmade, smooth like mayonnaise
Cut you up so bad you need than a band aid
Make mc's forfeit, think lost it
Get over-exhausted, I the raw shit
it, peep it, rhymes are top secret
Me swift on the mic, that's done frequent
I tell mc's to get when 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, em stand stable
I burn and weld you, and expel you
I'm out to tell you, I put you on
Hospital, now I did the
I'm lord finesse cause I'm so
I'm so bad, I make go mad
can't deal with my style of vocab
I'll rip and that, make mc's hushed at
And when I'm finished y'all say "yo, who was that
Brother? " cause I'm a bad
Rhymes so swift, parallel to no
I'm the funky technician a fresh rhyme
finesse sayin peace till the next time

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