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"Mmm mm mm, ain't that something?"
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"Damn it feels good to see people up on it"
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(repeat 4X)
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Lord Finesse in effect cause I rhyme hard
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Look good flow smooth yeah the whole nine yard
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Wear and tear MC's that step near
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I make the girl strip naked and just give it here
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it's like, taking candy from a kid in a baby carriage
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Suckers vanish, because I do crazy damage
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Crews I smoke and diss, don't even joke with this
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Just listen to the sounds of the Funky Vocalist
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*Chorus*
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Now I'm the man with intellect, no one to disrespect
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I kick a rhyme and make MC's wanna hit the deck
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And give it up and use they rhymes as a sacrifice
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Brothers try they best, they ain't even half as nice
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They try to kick it, by using that softer rap
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Me sound wack? Nigga please, come off of that
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I'm mystical, musical, I might confuse a few
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Lord Finesse gettin funky as usual
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Releasin some fresh words, sparkin the neck work
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cause I'm the expert, wearin sneakers and sweatshirts
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Jeans and hoods, there's no doubt that I rap good
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I ?walk with a bout? with my hat turned backwards
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To many, I may look like a hoodlum
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But I'm a rapper and a pretty damn good one
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Cause I can get smooth and mild or wild like a juvenile
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Or get swift with the gift and just lose the crowd
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State the facts, create the raps
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Those who try to down me, better step out my face with that
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Cause I can get raw like many or any one of them
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I take a nine when you rate me from one to ten
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I got skills so don't try approachin me
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I keep rhymes in stores just like groceries
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Don't try to snap troop, cause this man be strapped
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Come correct you be leavin home handicapped
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in a straightjacket, or a wheelchair
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(Finesse lost your touch?) Naah, it's still there
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So wannabees and competition
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Beware of Lord Finesse, the Funky Technician
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*Chorus*
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I'm untouchable, with the skills to crush a crew
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When it comes to rhymes it's a must that I bust a few
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Keep the crowd listening I'm so magnificent
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it even says Finesse on my birth certificate, I'm the
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man of bravery skill and chicanery
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I get the ladies cause I use my brain you see
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And that's no surprise you might get pulverized
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If you sleep, so don't even close your eyes
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I go and flow, I even give crews advice
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To make it short, I'm crazy stupid nice
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Using bad words, pronouns and adverbs
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Putting english together just like a mad nerd
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MC's I stomp and scare, I make em lose they hair
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I rip the mic and take it home as a souveneir
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Rough and tough cause I come from a bad block
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Watch your girl with a chain and a padlock
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I go solo, far from a homo
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That's a no no, get more sex than a porno
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When it comes to rhymes I write my own
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speak in a hyper tone, when rippin a microphone
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So those steppin to me better have somethin hype to say
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I cook MC's faster than you can in a microwave
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I'm the type that'll give any man a chance
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to come correct before leavin in a ambulance
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So those that's dissin and flippin better listen
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to Lord Finesse - the Funky Technician
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*Chorus*
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*Chorus again w/ variations*
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Funky Technician
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Lord Finesse |