Praise the Lord Lyrics
| Song | Praise the Lord |
| Artist | Lord Finesse |
| Album | Return of the Funky Man |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| This is not a classroom, so put your hands down | |
| Aww fuck it, let me tell you who i am now | |
| Finesse is my nickname, the way that i kick game | |
| Girls don't try to figure me out, cause it's a dick thang | |
| I kick rhymes, with beats that slam with force | |
| I'm so gifted my name should be santa claus | |
| Cause i flow, in fact i got the better show | |
| I'm the baddest motherfucker that you'll ever know | |
| I get hype and live on a party tip | |
| I kick more ass than the star of a karate flick | |
| So just chill, don't even play yourself | |
| Grab a seat watch finesse, behave yourself | |
| I school mc's on the r-a-p scoop | |
| If you wanna diss me that's ok with me troop | |
| I finish the album, i'm still kickin new shit | |
| So step to this you'll get snapped like a toothpick | |
| And those who think, finesse is in last place | |
| You gets the bozack and the motherfuckin gas face | |
| Yeah, keep your distance | |
| Bite one rhyme i'll be forced to put a fist in action | |
| Or motion, cause i've got the potion | |
| My frame of mind is deep like the ocean | |
| Call me jaws because i'm eatin yours | |
| Or call me a star because i go on tours | |
| Or call me swift because it ain't no myth | |
| A brother got a rift then i'm forced to lift | |
| That means kill deceased when a brother got a beef | |
| I swell up eyes or i knock out teeth | |
| Now you can't beat this or even get with this | |
| Watch mike smooth spin it back with the quickness | |
| * dj mike smooth cuts n scratches * | |
| [lord finesse] | |
| Make way for the brother called finesse | |
| The man with the s on his chest, can't even mess | |
| With the player, funky rhyme sayer | |
| I make crazy paper, whenever i kick the flavor | |
| Attract or i'll rag it, shit gets dramatic | |
| Suckers had it, bitches cling like static | |
| I'm a brother that people wanna see more | |
| Mc'sll get rode up and down like a see-saw | |
| Or played like blackjack as i kick a fat rap | |
| Those that're rude or intrude'll get a backslap | |
| Cause i get raw, or smooth like camay | |
| Fuckin plan b! i'm gettin over with plan a! | |
| I can show and prove why brothers can't last with me | |
| .. as soon as the mic gets passed to me | |
| Y'all need to chill, cause y'all over the hill | |
| Mc's that can't deal need to leave the field | |
| .. and head for the back door | |
| Cause if it wasn't a lord finesse, then who would you clap for? | |
| Don't let your friends soup you up and gas you | |
| Cause i fuck you up, and kick your crew ass too | |
| I stand superior, from here to siberia | |
| That's why when i'm around, brothers leave the area | |
| I'm the type to wreck a show, scoop then sex a hoe | |
| Then i cool the fuck out like a eskimo | |
| So hold on, better yet you better hang on | |
| Shit, i break a motherfucker like a crayon | |
| Punks who don't know, you know i'm gonna school em | |
| They touch my mic, they got a ass-whippin comin to em | |
| Cause i get raw off a bass drum | |
| I make strong moves but shit, i never fake none | |
| The smooth celebrity, none is ahead of me | |
| You say you're sorry, well you damn well better be | |
| I get raw, i'm not the type to slip and fall | |
| When i get up and perform my shit for y'all | |
| I'm not havin it, i wish a nigga would answer me | |
| I flip faster than a brother on a trampoline | |
| Set it off real quick, drop the crazy ill shit | |
| So stop sweatin me, get off the dilznick | |
| I'm waitin for those, who wanna flip | |
| Cause this ain't as funky as i'm gonna get | |
| On a fast tip, i still drop the mad shit | |
| Come one come all, step up, you'll get your ass whipped | |
| When it comes to skills i'm all that plus more | |
| Throw your hands in the air, and praise the lord | |
| * dj mike smooth cuts n scratches * |
| This is not a classroom, so put your hands down | |
| Aww fuck it, let me tell you who i am now | |
| Finesse is my nickname, the way that i kick game | |
| Girls don' t try to figure me out, cause it' s a dick thang | |
| I kick rhymes, with beats that slam with force | |
| I' m so gifted my name should be santa claus | |
| Cause i flow, in fact i got the better show | |
| I' m the baddest motherfucker that you' ll ever know | |
| I get hype and live on a party tip | |
| I kick more ass than the star of a karate flick | |
| So just chill, don' t even play yourself | |
| Grab a seat watch finesse, behave yourself | |
| I school mc' s on the rap scoop | |
| If you wanna diss me that' s ok with me troop | |
| I finish the album, i' m still kickin new shit | |
| So step to this you' ll get snapped like a toothpick | |
| And those who think, finesse is in last place | |
| You gets the bozack and the motherfuckin gas face | |
| Yeah, keep your distance | |
| Bite one rhyme i' ll be forced to put a fist in action | |
| Or motion, cause i' ve got the potion | |
| My frame of mind is deep like the ocean | |
| Call me jaws because i' m eatin yours | |
| Or call me a star because i go on tours | |
| Or call me swift because it ain' t no myth | |
| A brother got a rift then i' m forced to lift | |
| That means kill deceased when a brother got a beef | |
| I swell up eyes or i knock out teeth | |
| Now you can' t beat this or even get with this | |
| Watch mike smooth spin it back with the quickness | |
| dj mike smooth cuts n scratches | |
| lord finesse | |
| Make way for the brother called finesse | |
| The man with the s on his chest, can' t even mess | |
| With the player, funky rhyme sayer | |
| I make crazy paper, whenever i kick the flavor | |
| Attract or i' ll rag it, shit gets dramatic | |
| Suckers had it, bitches cling like static | |
| I' m a brother that people wanna see more | |
| Mc' sll get rode up and down like a seesaw | |
| Or played like blackjack as i kick a fat rap | |
| Those that' re rude or intrude' ll get a backslap | |
| Cause i get raw, or smooth like camay | |
| Fuckin plan b! i' m gettin over with plan a! | |
| I can show and prove why brothers can' t last with me | |
| .. as soon as the mic gets passed to me | |
| Y' all need to chill, cause y' all over the hill | |
| Mc' s that can' t deal need to leave the field | |
| .. and head for the back door | |
| Cause if it wasn' t a lord finesse, then who would you clap for? | |
| Don' t let your friends soup you up and gas you | |
| Cause i fuck you up, and kick your crew ass too | |
| I stand superior, from here to siberia | |
| That' s why when i' m around, brothers leave the area | |
| I' m the type to wreck a show, scoop then sex a hoe | |
| Then i cool the fuck out like a eskimo | |
| So hold on, better yet you better hang on | |
| Shit, i break a motherfucker like a crayon | |
| Punks who don' t know, you know i' m gonna school em | |
| They touch my mic, they got a asswhippin comin to em | |
| Cause i get raw off a bass drum | |
| I make strong moves but shit, i never fake none | |
| The smooth celebrity, none is ahead of me | |
| You say you' re sorry, well you damn well better be | |
| I get raw, i' m not the type to slip and fall | |
| When i get up and perform my shit for y' all | |
| I' m not havin it, i wish a nigga would answer me | |
| I flip faster than a brother on a trampoline | |
| Set it off real quick, drop the crazy ill shit | |
| So stop sweatin me, get off the dilznick | |
| I' m waitin for those, who wanna flip | |
| Cause this ain' t as funky as i' m gonna get | |
| On a fast tip, i still drop the mad shit | |
| Come one come all, step up, you' ll get your ass whipped | |
| When it comes to skills i' m all that plus more | |
| Throw your hands in the air, and praise the lord | |
| dj mike smooth cuts n scratches |
| This is not a classroom, so put your hands down | |
| Aww fuck it, let me tell you who i am now | |
| Finesse is my nickname, the way that i kick game | |
| Girls don' t try to figure me out, cause it' s a dick thang | |
| I kick rhymes, with beats that slam with force | |
| I' m so gifted my name should be santa claus | |
| Cause i flow, in fact i got the better show | |
| I' m the baddest motherfucker that you' ll ever know | |
| I get hype and live on a party tip | |
| I kick more ass than the star of a karate flick | |
| So just chill, don' t even play yourself | |
| Grab a seat watch finesse, behave yourself | |
| I school mc' s on the rap scoop | |
| If you wanna diss me that' s ok with me troop | |
| I finish the album, i' m still kickin new shit | |
| So step to this you' ll get snapped like a toothpick | |
| And those who think, finesse is in last place | |
| You gets the bozack and the motherfuckin gas face | |
| Yeah, keep your distance | |
| Bite one rhyme i' ll be forced to put a fist in action | |
| Or motion, cause i' ve got the potion | |
| My frame of mind is deep like the ocean | |
| Call me jaws because i' m eatin yours | |
| Or call me a star because i go on tours | |
| Or call me swift because it ain' t no myth | |
| A brother got a rift then i' m forced to lift | |
| That means kill deceased when a brother got a beef | |
| I swell up eyes or i knock out teeth | |
| Now you can' t beat this or even get with this | |
| Watch mike smooth spin it back with the quickness | |
| dj mike smooth cuts n scratches | |
| lord finesse | |
| Make way for the brother called finesse | |
| The man with the s on his chest, can' t even mess | |
| With the player, funky rhyme sayer | |
| I make crazy paper, whenever i kick the flavor | |
| Attract or i' ll rag it, shit gets dramatic | |
| Suckers had it, bitches cling like static | |
| I' m a brother that people wanna see more | |
| Mc' sll get rode up and down like a seesaw | |
| Or played like blackjack as i kick a fat rap | |
| Those that' re rude or intrude' ll get a backslap | |
| Cause i get raw, or smooth like camay | |
| Fuckin plan b! i' m gettin over with plan a! | |
| I can show and prove why brothers can' t last with me | |
| .. as soon as the mic gets passed to me | |
| Y' all need to chill, cause y' all over the hill | |
| Mc' s that can' t deal need to leave the field | |
| .. and head for the back door | |
| Cause if it wasn' t a lord finesse, then who would you clap for? | |
| Don' t let your friends soup you up and gas you | |
| Cause i fuck you up, and kick your crew ass too | |
| I stand superior, from here to siberia | |
| That' s why when i' m around, brothers leave the area | |
| I' m the type to wreck a show, scoop then sex a hoe | |
| Then i cool the fuck out like a eskimo | |
| So hold on, better yet you better hang on | |
| Shit, i break a motherfucker like a crayon | |
| Punks who don' t know, you know i' m gonna school em | |
| They touch my mic, they got a asswhippin comin to em | |
| Cause i get raw off a bass drum | |
| I make strong moves but shit, i never fake none | |
| The smooth celebrity, none is ahead of me | |
| You say you' re sorry, well you damn well better be | |
| I get raw, i' m not the type to slip and fall | |
| When i get up and perform my shit for y' all | |
| I' m not havin it, i wish a nigga would answer me | |
| I flip faster than a brother on a trampoline | |
| Set it off real quick, drop the crazy ill shit | |
| So stop sweatin me, get off the dilznick | |
| I' m waitin for those, who wanna flip | |
| Cause this ain' t as funky as i' m gonna get | |
| On a fast tip, i still drop the mad shit | |
| Come one come all, step up, you' ll get your ass whipped | |
| When it comes to skills i' m all that plus more | |
| Throw your hands in the air, and praise the lord | |
| dj mike smooth cuts n scratches |
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