Fat For The 90's-Lord Finesse

歌手 : Lord Finesse

专辑 : Return Of The Funky Man

语种 : 英语

时长 : 04:27

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TXT Fat For The 90's-Lord Finesse 文本歌词

Fat For The 90's - Lord Finesse

Suckas out there better pray

And shout for help

When it comes to skills on the mic

I'm out for self

Finesse is dangerous

So those who came to fuss

Will f**k around and get smoked like angel dust

Swift with the gift when I'm dropping my sh*t

I do shows collect the dough

Grab a hoe then I split

I'm not the brother to riff and get raw with

I grab the mic and get funky as dog sh*t

Many try to bore me and harm me

So what you got an army

You're all washed up like laundry

It's lord finesse the rap phenomenom

I take this more serious

Than a M****m do rhamadan

I get loose and stop brothers with the quickness

I'm so cool I put fans out of business

Suckas try to to copy and beat me

They try to see me but it's not that easy

They should take sh*t slowly

Becase they don't know me

I'm on the down low that means I play low key

But at a party I'm quick to rag a mic

And brothers can't see me with a satellite

So those who want to battle me

Step up lively

A bad m**********r

Is a few words to describe me

I raise instead of sinking

I use my head for thinking

I'm leaving opponents all dead and stinking

I kick game I got more than a small rap

I drop facts on tracks

Sh*t I'm all that

Whether foreign or american

I come better than

Any specialist or any rap veteran

I'm a brother with skills and a good rep

That's why all the players

Want to follow my footsteps

So when you hear me

Don't comepare me to all the rest

They might be good

But they ain't f**king with lord finesse

Whether you're old or a rapper with a new name

I'll bust that a**

And send you home on the 2 train

So don't come here looking for a bargain troop

I get looser than a freak in a jogging suit

I'm quick to send a ni**a home in stitches

Don't sing and dance

But I still get the b**ches

So don't ever diss the smooth rap terrorist

I get paid each year to come back

And write better sh*t

Me getting done

Now that's a hot one

It's like throwing a rock at a man with a shotgun

Then you wonder why rappers get murdered fast

They talking trast

But yet haven't heard the half

They don't understand it

Cause I'm living gigantic

And I'm the best goddammit

Now you know who's on who's jock

When it comes to rhyming

I get funkier than an old pair of tube socks

You can't f**k with finesse pal

And when I'm done with ya

Send your man for the next round

Andre the giant tell me how ya living

(get on down to the old slick rhythm)

You said I wasn't ready

Joke's on you jack

Because I'm the giant

But before it was "who's that "

I don't get girls that's hard to imagine

You be pulling witches

I get the b**ches from the beauty pagent

It ain't hard to tell ain't had enough yet

Cause you're wet and

I still haven't bust a sweat

I'm a fat cat you're just a kitten

Leaving chumps in a slump

Because the punks ain't hitting

You're low budget and my skills are so rugged

I make peace but you wanna keep beef so f**k it

Round up the best mc's and confront me

One on one they gets done

They better jump me

Me against your crew now that's a fair fight

Me get done one on one

Yeah right

Come on and face reality

I get hype and pull out a can of brutality

You'll get knocked in the first round

You won't even get to brag

And ask your girl

Do the giant got the gift of gab

Slit her off hit her off on the first date

Sex no lies and plenty of videotape

Why didn't you step

Yeah you had the chance

To face an avalanche

But you'd rather dance

Cause you know the consequences

To anybody that's comp

But just romp and stomp them senseless

Cause I speak with a hypertone

The baddest m**********r to

Ever hold a microphone

The mic's in my hands raise your arms god

Me and finesse on the same team

Come on that's a bomb squad

Got the things that's wanted by every girl

Mack daddy without the caddy or the jheri curls

You got game like me

I doubt it

They say pimping ain't easy

What's so hard about it

In front of crowds to get lots of cheers

He's finesse I'm a g

And I'm the f**k up out of here

Yeah fat for the 90's money