Luyện nghe bài hát Praise The Lord

This is not a classroom, so put hands down
Aww fuck it, let me you who I am now
Finesse is my nickname, the way I kick game
Girls don't try to me out, cause it's a dick thang
I kick rhymes, with beats slam with force
I'm so gifted my name be santa claus
Cause I flow, in fact I got the better
I'm the baddest motherfucker that ever know
I get hype and on a party tip
I kick more ass the star of a karate flick
So just chill, even play yourself
Grab a seat watch finesse, yourself
I mc's on the r-a-p scoop
If you wanna diss me that's ok me troop
I finish the album, I'm kickin new shit
So to this you'll get snapped like a toothpick
And those who think, is in last place
You gets the and the motherfuckin gas face
Yeah, your distance
Bite one I'll be forced to put a fist in action
Or motion, cause got the potion
My frame of mind is like the ocean
Call me jaws because I'm eatin
Or call me a star because I go on
Or me swift because it ain't no myth
A brother got a then I'm forced to lift
That means kill deceased when a got a beef
I swell up eyes or I knock out
Now you can't beat this or get with this
Watch mike smooth spin it back the quickness

* dj smooth cuts n scratches *

finesse]
Make way for the called finesse
The man with the s on his chest, can't even
With the player, funky sayer
I crazy paper, whenever I kick the flavor
Attract or I'll rag it, shit dramatic
Suckers had it, bitches cling static
I'm a that people wanna see more
get rode up and down like a see-saw
Or like blackjack as I kick a fat rap
Those that're or intrude'll get a backslap
I get raw, or smooth like camay
Fuckin plan b! I'm over with plan a!
I can show and prove why brothers can't last me
.. as as the mic gets passed to me
need to chill, cause y'all over the hill
Mc's that can't deal need to the field
.. and head for the door
Cause if it wasn't a lord finesse, who would you clap for?
Don't let your soup you up and gas you
Cause I you up, and kick your crew ass too
I superior, from here to siberia
why when I'm around, brothers leave the area
I'm the type to wreck a show, scoop sex a hoe
Then I cool the fuck out like a
So hold on, yet you better hang on
Shit, I a motherfucker like a crayon
Punks who don't know, you know I'm school em
They touch my mic, they got a comin to em
I get raw off a bass drum
I make moves but shit, I never fake none
The smooth celebrity, is ahead of me
You say sorry, well you damn well better be
I get raw, I'm not the type to and fall
I get up and perform my shit for y'all
I'm not havin it, I wish a nigga would me
I flip faster a brother on a trampoline
Set it off real quick, drop the ill shit
So stop me, get off the dilznick
I'm waitin for those, who flip
Cause this ain't as as I'm gonna get
On a fast tip, I still the mad shit
Come one all, step up, you'll get your ass whipped
When it comes to I'm all that plus more
Throw hands in the air, and praise the lord

* dj mike cuts n scratches *