Back To Back Rhyming

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[finesse] Yeah...just about now in the studio, Im cooling out with scratchmaster Rahiem, andre the giant, my dj mike smooth, shlomo on the engineering Tip, my man dj premier from gangstarr...were gonna kick this off Something funky for this track, know what Im saying? Now when it comes to rhymes, Ill drop a swift one (theyll be another rough rhyme after this one - rakim) Im the rap senator, ake about ten of ya The best mc on the southeast perimeter Equipped to flip with the slip of a lip So dance, hop, or skip or shake your hips Cause Ill wax and tax, eat ya up like a kit kat Dont even riff back, I aint with that Skillful sharp with the words of an index Spark and glow mcs like windex Swifter, faster, microphone master Lord finesse writes rhymes by the chapter Adapt to rap but I wont even break yet So damn hype that I might blow your tape deck Full grown, stoned to the bone Write rhymes and poems just to get known Superior sargeant, take your whole squadren Toast mcs, eat em up with margin Cause Im smart like einstein, I say the fly lines I get funky while you play the sidelines Here to take care of you, never sound terrible Ready equipped, cause Im always available To rag, snag, and rip the mic Cause me and dre will get ya hyped On top in rank and I plan to stay there The funkiest poet out since shakespeare Take note of this soloist, cause Im a pro at this Even make the crippled want to get up and go to this Now mcs try to get rid of me But, I wont fall in negativity Cause Im well respected, lord thats majestic Rhymes are written by thoughts thats selected Released in public, but not as a subject Many are below it but not quite above it Dre my brother, drop the know how One, two three, here we go now [a.g.] Finesse, its my turn to kick a swift one (theyll be another rough rhyme after this one - rakim) You know an mc, well tell him to hybernate Cause dre smooth is flowing at a liver rate You knock em out the box, Im knocking niggas out You fear the giant, well money live it out Im not a punk, far from a chump You sleep at all, and you will fall from the top bunk Im dropping math, science, and all that other shit Step in the studio, its just another hit Take about ten from beginning to end Dont mean to brag, but I am what I am And thats a mean machine, a dream machine You say, "golly polly, dres a jolly green Giant" and youre not half or even semi You say "is he? " I say "am i? " The one you fear cause its near The time for your death so step to the rear Now get off, let off, step off cause youre soft Stop blushing Im rushing/russian like mikael gorbechov Special tactics, you cant hack this Brothers aint half stepping, theyre walking backwards You cant get near, if you do, youre near here Stepping to me like a man in a wheelchair Pressures like a new pearl, youre in a new world I run with just a pen like a catholic schoolgirl Back in the first grade, thought you had it made Got a tounge twister to catch a tounge blister Sally sells seashells down by the seashore How much wood could a woodchuck chuck more No more twisters, for blisters blistex Now youre confused, you whats this, whats next Tables rotate, you will go rate Try to locate, but dre wont negotiate Slaughter toys say boys whats the science You shugged your shoulders and quote "andres a giant" [finesse] Yeah, that was crazy funky. yo, like I said, we two brothers just getting Crazy funky in the studio and we gonna drop it like this...see ya!

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