Diamond D - Funky Technician lyrics

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