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

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

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

Finesse got something for your eardrums
Back on the scene, long time, no from
It's the funky man, the brother with the sound
I've been coolin' about a and some change now

So hand over the microphone it's my turn
The brother with a fade, half-moon, and long
Nice, dope, and the girls scoping
Say the shit and get all the niggas open

So heed that, try to yap and give me feedback
I'll get in that ass, believe
Can it, I'll steal your like a bandit
I get while you're broke like mass transit

not as smooth as this, so what can you do with this
Brothers need to stop and step with foolishness
I'm the type to a party
I don't a phone to reach out and touch somebody

Gimme a mic, it's just as as one
the party is what you wack MC's should of done
'Cause y'all starving, I'm extra large and
I'm swinging shit as if my name was

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

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

Mad brothers 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)

get cash, but I get way more
In the 90's, I'm paid for
Rhyme and envy, 21st
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 do me nothing
'Cause I'm and wise, the skills I utilize
Lyrics all advanced you'd think my was computerized

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

They be like they on the crazy tip
Trying to hang but they softer than baby
like they wild with they bullshit style
I'll put they ass on trial, pull they and they file

I'm hardcore, but I keep the scene pumping
So all that singing and dancing, that shit don't mean
MC's Lord Finesse lately
Some of them hate me, think that they can me

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

And let you know that you can't get with
Come one come all and get by the quickness
Greater, creator, drop stupid
If I ever got it had to be by a waiter

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

I stand in command the mic in my hand
Aw shit, the return of the funky man

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

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

Stand back, I'm about to flip
Got dissed last year so I ass this year
Brothers were me, strictly overworking me
(They you last year)
Yeah, that perfectly

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

Spread the news or should I say
(Finesse is paid)
Thought I when I was
The last was confusing me, jerking me, fooling me
Now I'm paid, you know what y'all can do for me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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