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[ VERSE 1 ] You know the plan, gee, I rip any mic you hand me I been down, this ain`t no muthafuckin Brandy It`s Lord Finesse, yeah, you know it It`s that funky type poet that get loose like aerobics You know I be slammin suckers When I`m not on the mic, I`m makin more moves than a dance instructor I have no passion for rhymers Nowadays I come with more styles than fashion designers Rappers be cold frontin They like Forrest Gump (Why?) Them niggas don`t know nothin So watch how I hit em In `95 and beyond Lord Finesse is true and livin
[ VERSE 2 ] I don`t have to pop tools to stop crews or mop fools I play it cool and smooth, and like drop jewels I get props and never fail, hops The stuff I`m deliverin you can`t get in your mailbox I won`t sink the way my brain thinks When it comes to crews, I`m connected like a chain link I`m out to make large figures You could be a casino dealer, and still couldn`t pull my fuckin card, nigga I`m so bad with the vocab That`s only part of it, now let me school you on the whole half I`m no stranger, more like danger Like playin russian roulette with 5 bullets in the chamber I get more props, I`m raw, hops With the sure shot that`s guaranteed to make all you girls` drawers drop So peep my funk style of rhythm Word life, kid, I`m true and livin
[ VERSE 3 ] Now it`s the funkyman, and niggas can`t see me When I grab the mic you better play the wall like graffiti Cause whether fast or somethin slow I`m bad like Michael Jackson, only thing is, I`m fuckin, though Hey Yo, so just save it I`m one of the funkiest, plus the underground favorite That got astoundin rhymes That`ll make your grandmoms get up when I decide to get down for mines I make your whole platoon nervous Tryin to get live, I bring it to that ass like fuckin room service What you gonna do when I hunt you down You could have a freak on a Ferris wheel, you still couldn`t fuck around This is how it goes when Finesse raps When brothers be sleepin on a nigga, but I don`t stress that It`as the man that be rappin clever That`s why I`m gonna shine forever, like paddened leather Have no fear, I kick it simple and so clear Fuck making your day, I got some shit for your whole year I don`t know why these crews be frontin They can have three u-haul trucks, and still won`t be movin nothin I put niggas on curfews, I hurt crews My style is harder than the heel on fuckin church shoes Wanna wear my shoes, you can`t fit em In years to come I be true and livin
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