Songtext:
* slightly different lyrics and a new third verse Bedruckte Klebefolie
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
Chorus
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
Chorus
(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
