Luyện nghe bài hát Return of the Funky Man (Remix) *

Mad know his name
(Yeah, him again)
Mad know his name
(Yeah, him again)

Mad brothers know his
(Yeah, him again)
Mad brothers know his
(Yeah, him again)

Lord Finesse got for your eardrums
Back on the scene, long time, no hear
It's the funky man, the with the same sound
I've been about a year and some change now

So hand over the microphone 'cause my turn
The brother with a fade, half-moon, and sideburns
Nice, dope, and keep the girls
Say the funky and get all the niggas open

So that, don't try to yap and give me feedback
get in that ass, believe that
Can it, I'll steal your like a bandit
I get papes while you're broke mass transit

You're not as as this, so what can you do with this
Brothers need to and step with that foolishness
I'm the type to interrupt a
I need a phone to reach out and touch somebody

Gimme a mic, it's as good as one
Leave the is what you wack MC's should of done
'Cause starving, I'm living extra large and
I'm swinging as if my name was Tarzan

Yeah, cause I'm on some old new
Got styles than you see in a Kung Fu flick
Mic the seas, wax off with ease
I'm more deadly a venereal disease

So twice, those who think I'ma fall
I'm shining more than a full of Armor All
It's Finesse and I got shit planned
Hot damn, it's the of the Funky Man

Mad know his name
(Yeah, him again)
Mad know his name
(Yeah, him again)

Mad know his name
(Yeah, him again)
Mad know his name
(Yeah, him again)

get cash, but I get way more
In the 90's, I'm getting for
and envy, 21st century
When asked, "Who's the funkiest?" You better me

I go all out while a lot of be fronting
I know and they know that they can't do me
I'm smooth and wise, the skills I utilize
Lyrics all advanced you'd think my brain was

So who needs a or a sidekick?
When it comes to being funky, I got all that old fly
The rough and rugged, plus the smooth rhyme
I polish opponents off a shoe shine

be fronting like they on the crazy tip
Trying to hang but they softer than shit
Fronting like they wild with they style
I'll put they ass on trial, they card and they file

I'm hardcore, but I keep the scene pumping
So all that singing and dancing, that shit don't nothing
MC's suffer Lord lately
Some of them hate me, think that they can me

I'll take on some of them, bring a ton of them
I'll take em all on and stomp and every one of them
I just chill, and flaunt my cash
You riff, I'll be quit to stomp that ass

And let you know that you can't get this
one come all and get burnt by the quickness
Greater, creator, drop data
If I got served it had to be by a waiter

I lounge in the until my song is done
I to be straight with papes in the long run
'Cause it comes to rhymes I give you more than you ask for
Bring a whole force, I rhyme my fucking ass off

I stand in command the mic in my hand
Aw shit, it's the return of the man

Mad brothers know his
(Yeah, him again)
Mad know his name
(Yeah, him again)

Mad brothers know his
(Yeah, him again)
Mad know his name
(Yeah, him again)

Stand back, I'm about to here
Got last year so I kick ass this year
Brothers were stressing me, strictly me
(They showed you year)
Yeah, fits perfectly

Cool, 'cause I'm kinda fed with them
Who gives a fuck, I'm about 20 steps ahead of
Now I'm established, they feel all
I'm with Warner Brothers and my man Gary Harris

Spread the news or I say buzz?
(Finesse is paid)
Thought I wasn't I was
The last was confusing me, jerking me, fooling me
Now that I'm paid, you know y'all can do for me

Since I sound funky a lot of want me
But I'll be to be another man's flunky
I can never be a stool pigeon, I'd be a full pigeon
the bullshitting

'Cause in the 90's I got more a little game
I'm Lord Finesse and is my middle name
Plus my title and everyone mine
the brother with the compounds and punchlines

I can put my foot all in your ass
I'm smooth and funky plus smoother than Teddy
It's the man to put words in a
(He's a technician)
Yeah, remember me

I'm and actual, the man out taxing you
I got rhymes and got a scratch or two
So ain't no use trying to eat us for
Brothers better off their luck with Win-Ten

To the opposition, I'm the man out ya
I a rapper off like furniture
So take our stand, I your plan
Goddamn, it's the Return of the Man

Mad brothers know his
(Yeah, him again)
Mad brothers his name
(Yeah, him again)

Mad brothers his name
(Yeah, him again)
Mad brothers know his
(Yeah, him again)