Song | Return of the Funky Man |
Artist | Lord Finesse |
Album | Return of the Funky Man |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Lord Finesse | |
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 | |
Chorus | |
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 | |
Chorus | |
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 | |
Chorus |
zuo qu : Lord Finesse | |
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, halfmoon, 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 | |
Chorus | |
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 | |
Chorus | |
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 dindin | |
Brothers better off trying their luck with winten | |
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 | |
Chorus |
zuò qǔ : Lord Finesse | |
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, halfmoon, 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 | |
Chorus | |
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 | |
Chorus | |
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 dindin | |
Brothers better off trying their luck with winten | |
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 | |
Chorus |