Luyện nghe bài hát Praise The Lord

This is not a classroom, so put your hands
Aww fuck it, let me you who I am now
Finesse is my nickname, the way that I game
don't try to figure 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 show
I'm the motherfucker that you'll ever know
I get and live on a party tip
I kick more ass than the star of a karate
So just chill, don't even play
Grab a seat watch finesse, yourself
I mc's on the r-a-p scoop
If you wanna diss me that's ok with me
I finish the album, I'm still kickin new
So step to this you'll get snapped a toothpick
And who think, finesse is in last place
You gets the bozack and the gas face
Yeah, your distance
one rhyme I'll be forced to put a fist in action
Or motion, cause I've got the
My frame of mind is deep the ocean
me jaws because I'm eatin yours
Or call me a star I go on tours
Or call me swift it ain't no myth
A brother got a rift then I'm forced to
That means kill when a brother got a beef
I up eyes or I knock out teeth
Now you can't beat this or even get this
Watch smooth spin it back with the quickness

* dj mike cuts n scratches *

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

* dj mike smooth n scratches *