Luyện nghe bài hát Here I Come

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

Lord is the brother who's talking
And this is somethin funky to 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 against me and I'll get the of you
Cause gettin funky is no
Finesse can to any musical instrument
But I'm better for, my skill's the
I can get loose and flow a reservoir
Or the nile river, maybe the
I'm the that you should have the cameras on
I'm not the to go out the way others do
Finesse fall you must be on a drug or two
Cause mc's try they to flow and catch the
L-o-r-d s-e
I'ma get raw and score, I'm outta here
This is like a classroom, any
Yeah, I thought so, you better stay
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 funky on the subject

"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 with ease what find impossible
Cause I'm so damn fly, so just by
In a fight I rappers by a landslide
Cause I hit hard, em run and discharge
Best finesse is gonna get large
And swifter, fresher, better than
Yeah, etcetera,
I'm filled with action I'm so spectacular
Yet I flow like a benz or a acura
A man of skill and fidelity
I'm a brother, so what is you telling me?
Many step on a stage like it's a star search
To be funky it takes crazy work
They try to and skip to the wack sound
But I play the stage while play the background
And I rhyme quick many 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 makin things

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

Now I rock the 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 than a aid
Make mc's forfeit, think lost 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 mc's to get lost 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, 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 finesse I'm so remarkable
I'm so bad, I make go mad
They can't deal with my of vocab
I'll rip and bust that, make mc's at
And I'm finished y'all will say "yo, who was that
Brother? " cause I'm a bad
Rhymes so swift, to no other
I'm the technician kicking a fresh rhyme
finesse sayin peace till the next time

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