Lord Finesse Return Of The Funky Man (remix) * Lyrics

Return Of The Funky Man (remix) * Lyrics

* slightly different lyrics and a new third verse



Chorus:

(Hot damn!)(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 stuff and get all the niggas open

So heed that, don't try to yap and give me feedback

(Lord Finesse is the man!) 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, that'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 this as if my name was Tarzan

Yeah, cause on the rough or the smooth tip

Got more styles than you see in a Kung Fu flick

Mic the seas, wax opponents off with ease

I'm more deadlier than a venerial disease

So think twice, those who think I'm a fall

I'm shining more than a tire full of Armor All

It's Lord Finesse and I got it all planned

(Hot damn) It's the Return of the Funky Man



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Brothers get cash, but I get way more

For the 90's, I'm getting paid for

Rhyme and envy, 21st century

So 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

Brothers be fronting, thinking they relaying something

Yapping at the mouth, but yo, they ain't saying nothing

I reign terror, so clever that rap is better

Play the background and get they act together

They be riffing like they on the crazy tip

Trying to hang but they softer than baby shhh

Fronting like they wild with they played-out style

I'll put them boys 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 stuff 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

Brothers couldn't hang using poetry starter kits

Finesses is blessed on the and I'm flexing politics

In '91, I show fear to none

Cause I'm a get raw and funky for years to come

I stand in command with the mic in my hand

(Hot damn), yeah it's the Return of the Funky Man



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(Who's the man?) Come on, Take a guess, G

It's the L-O-R-D F-I-N-E double S E

No time to celebrate, build and elevate

MC's that try and rap, I grab the mic and tell 'em "Wait"

Times are getting rough, no time to be flipping up

So pay attention and listen up

And I'm bound to get others hype

And make 'em say "Ayo, that brother's nice"

That's why when I grab a mic I don't know how to act

But the crowd reacts to my slick lifestyle of rap

Word is bond I be flowing strong

That's why brothers always say "Yo Finesse got it going on"

But I don't go out like a pooh-put

Get all gassed and walk around souped up

I just relax and write raps that'll bash

So next year I'll be back to keep my name on the map

There's so much, brothers that was rough

Got paid off your cuts cause they didn't give a *ahem*

But I'm not like that

I just strike back when hype raps keep me on the right track

Out for door for fame and wealth

I got hits and wealth (Go ahead with your bad self)

But I'm not big time, I just rip rhymes

Flips lines and prove I can get mine

To win again, and make ladies and gentlemen

Clap, yell, and scream, and say "Yeah, it's him again!"

That proves I got more clout

I get hype with a mic when it's time to go all out

My plan is going cool, change is flowing smooth

(You the man!) Damn right, I can show and prove

I'm here to take my stand

(Hot damn) It's the Return of the Funky Man



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