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Chorus: (Mad brothers know his name) (Yeah, it`s him again) Repeat 4x
Lord Finesse got something for your eardrums Back on the scene, long time, no hear from It`s the funky man, the brother with the same sound I`ve been coolin about a year and some change now So hand over the microphone cause it`s my turn The brother with a fade, half-moon, and long sideburns Nice, dope, and keep the girls scoping Say the funky shit and get all the niggas open So heed that, don`t try to yap and give me feedback I`ll get in that ass, believe that Can it, I`ll steal your show like a bandit I get papes while you`re broke like mass transit You`re not as smooth as this, so what can you do with this Brothers need to stop and step with that foolishness I`m the type to interrupt a party I don`t need a phone to reach out and touch somebody Gimme a mic, it`s just as good as one Leave the party is what you wack MC`s should of done Cause y`all starving, I`m living extra large and I`m swinging shit as if my name was Tarzan Yeah, cause I`m on some old new shit Got more styles than you see in a Kung Fu flick Mic the seas, wax opponents off with ease I`m more deadly than a venerial disease So think twice, those who think Imma fall I`m shining more than a tire full of Armor All It`s Lord Finesse and I got shit planned Hot damn, it`s the Return of the Funky Man
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Brothers get cash, but I get way more In the 90`s, I`m getting paid for Rhyme and envy, 21st century When asked, "Who`s the funkiest?" You better mention me I go all out while a lot of crews be fronting I know and they know that they can`t do me nothing Cause I`m smooth and wise, the skills I utilize Lyrics all advanced you`d think my brain was computerized So who needs a partner or a sidekick? When it comes to being funky, I got all that old fly shit The rough and rugged, plus the pimp smooth rhyme I polish opponents off like a shoe shine They be fronting like they on the crazy tip Trying to hang but they softer than baby shit Fronting like they wild with they bullshit style I`ll put they ass on trial, pull they card and they file I`m hardcore, but I still keep the scene pumping So all that singing and dancing, that shit don`t mean nothing MC`s suffer Lord Finnese lately Some of them hate me, think that they can take me I`ll take on some of them, bring a whole ton of them I`ll take em all on and stomp each and every one of them I just chill, relax and flaunt my cash You wanna riff, I`ll be quit to stomp that ass And let you know that you can`t get with this Come one come all and get burnt by the quickness Greater, creator, drop stupid data If I ever got served it had to be by a waiter I lounge in the rest until my song is done I plan to be straight with papes in the long run Cause when it comes to rhymes I give you more than you ask for Bring a whole task force, I rhyme my fucking ass off I stand in command with the mic in my hand Aw shit, it`s the Return of the Funky Man
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Stand back, I`m about to flip here Got dissed last year so I kick ass this year Brothers were stressing me, strictly overworking me (They showed you last year) Yeah, that fits perfectly Cool, cause I`m still kinda fed with them Who gives a fuck, I`m about 20 steps ahead of them Now I`m established, they feel all embarrassed Cause I`m with Warner Brothers and my man Gary Harris Spread the news or should I say buzz? (Finesse is paid!) Thought I wasn`t when I was The last label was confusing me, jerking me, fooling me Now that I`m paid, you know what y`all can do for me Since I sound funky a lot of labels want me But I`ll be damned to be another man`s flunky I can never be a stool pidgeon, I`d rather be a full pidgeon Fuck the bullshitting Cause in the 90`s I got more than a little game I`m Lord Finesse and funky is my middle name Plus my title and everyone wants mine It`s the brother with the compounds and punchlines I can still put my foot all in your ass I`m smooth and funky plus smoother than Teddy Pendergrass It`s the man to put words in a simile (He`s a funky technician) Yeah, y`all remember me I`m real and actual, the man out taxing you I got rhymes and Mike got a scratch or two So ain`t no use trying to eat us for din-din Brothers better off trying their luck with Win-Ten To the opposition: I`m the man out burning ya I dust a rapper off like furnature So take our stand, I foil your plan Goddamn, it`s the Return of the Funky Man
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