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 that I kick
Girls don't try to figure me out, cause it's a thang
I kick rhymes, with beats that slam with
I'm so my name should be santa claus
Cause I flow, in fact I got the better
I'm the baddest motherfucker you'll ever know
I get and live on a party tip
I kick more ass than the star of a flick
So just chill, don't play yourself
a seat watch finesse, behave yourself
I school on the r-a-p scoop
If you wanna me that's ok with me troop
I the album, I'm still kickin new shit
So step to this you'll get snapped like a
And those who think, finesse is in last
You gets the bozack and the motherfuckin gas
Yeah, keep distance
Bite one rhyme I'll be forced to put a in action
Or motion, I've got the potion
My of mind is deep like the ocean
Call me jaws because I'm eatin
Or call me a star because I go on
Or call me because it ain't no myth
A brother got a rift then I'm forced to
means kill deceased when a brother got a beef
I swell up eyes or I out teeth
Now you can't this or even get with this
mike smooth spin it back with the quickness

* dj mike cuts n scratches *

[lord
Make way for the brother finesse
The man with the s on his chest, can't even
With the player, funky rhyme
I make paper, whenever I kick the flavor
Attract or rag it, shit gets dramatic
Suckers had it, bitches like static
I'm a brother that people see more
Mc'sll get rode up and like a see-saw
Or played like as I kick a fat rap
Those that're rude or get a backslap
Cause I get raw, or smooth camay
Fuckin b! I'm gettin over with plan a!
I can show and why brothers can't last with me
.. as soon as the mic passed to me
Y'all need to chill, cause y'all over the
that can't deal need to leave 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
Cause I you up, and kick your crew ass too
I stand superior, from here to
That's why I'm around, brothers leave the area
I'm the type to a show, scoop then sex a hoe
Then I cool the fuck out like a
So hold on, yet you better hang on
Shit, I break a motherfucker like a
Punks who don't know, you I'm gonna school em
touch my mic, they got a ass-whippin 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 well be
I get raw, I'm not the to slip and fall
I get up and perform my shit for y'all
I'm not havin it, I a nigga would answer me
I faster than a brother on a trampoline
Set it off quick, drop the crazy ill shit
So stop me, get off the dilznick
I'm waitin for those, who wanna
Cause this ain't as funky as I'm get
On a tip, I still drop the mad shit
one come all, step up, you'll get your ass whipped
When it comes to skills I'm all that more
Throw your hands in the air, and the lord

* dj mike cuts n scratches *