Luyện nghe bài hát Isn't He Something

Once again it's the man with the
lord finesse so run and tell your neighbors
So stop sleeping and check out the style I'm
I stomp opponents and give the silent treatment
Forget striking out, I'm hitting grand
Taking off the stage like the sandman
apollo I'm the one to follow now
I kick the shit that biters swallow down
Mics get lit up as as I get up
Opponents I hit up, make em and want to give up
I'm a party like kung fu
all the girls as soon as I say "one two"
Brothers I'm new, but they're dead for instance
I was into rap before could form a sentence
I'm finally getting after coming up the far way
So nowadays I lounge and parlay
I'm hip to music, whether jazz or
I'm the type to make anything sound
I like to and shout and go and flow
Ayo, some brothers don't know
That I can take on any played out style
so deadly you should put them in a crack vile
I kick a rhyme as soon as you say
So hype on the mic, I finish you say "amen"
I'm not the type to go around
Ayo, they don't me lord finesse for nothing

"it's the l-o-r-d double s-e"
"all the party people say he something" (repeat 2x)

we go, it's the grand imperial
With the hip to blow your stereo
I sound different and my be hitting
It's the funky technician pay attention,
I flow smoothly like a scene in a
Girls choose me say that I'm a cutie
like a fistfight when I'm holding this mic
So keep your lips tight if you can't your shit tight
You can't this, better yet top this
I hold the crowd like hold a hostage
I get so I approach this
The girls are sweet like the from a hostess
Yeah, I keep the flow
In a fight I throw the and the last blow
So those that's yakking better be packing
I catch a wreck like a mob attacking
I with quickness, mc's are too slow to get this
I on the mic like a jehovah's witness
me a mic, watch me saw
Not kane or eddie murphy, but I get raw
To different tempos, a or a slow one
Me a wack mc? well it one to know one
Rhymes with the and swiftness so come and get with this
Or be your business
Always got something to the crowd jumping
Ayo, they don't call me finesse for nothing

"it's the f-i-n-e double s-e"
"all the people say isn't he something" (repeat 4x)

I get to make mc's step back
try and diss me but I don't sweat that
I'm able to a crew, pass any obsticle
I'm not bobby brown, but I still wanna rock you
Smooth rap maestro, wild like a
Step to this and get sparked a light show
I flip an acrobat, kicking rhymes back to back
Even with raps there's still more after that
This is the technician and the one man
Who burn mc's quicker than a
So the of struggling, that's behind me, son
I got some for that ass in '91
So step as I flow onward, man
Listen, I turn a house party into a
biting pope, crazy rhymes I wrote
I don't get mad, that just prove they notes
Suckers that this can't catch this or match this
They need practice with they out tactics
I ahead of them, the smooth rap veteran
Relieve any like a dose of exederin
it comes to fights with mics I can hold mine
First was dope, second one should be a goldmine
I party people say "isn't he something"
Cause yo, they don't call me finesse for nothing

"it's the l-o-r-d f-i-n-e s-e"
"all the people say isn't he something" (repeat 4x)