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Maestro Fresh Wes f Showbiz

Fine Tune Da Mic

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CHORUS X2[Maestro] Fine tune da mic[Showbiz] Engineer won`t you check it[Maestro] It`s the brother Maestro[Showbiz] And Showbiz is going to wreck it[Showbiz]So here I come (ha), so here I go (yo)And when you hear (huh), you know it`s brother ShowI like to rock a hundred miles, but you know I`m far from runningListen to the kicks and the snares, you know It`s stunningI`m coming, I came, I`m only here to damage yaI left my city and my hometown to fly to CanadaTo get a peace of mind and make beats on the lowAnd Show`s got a flow, a combo with MaestroFresh Wes, I never fess, big up to Diamond DA.G. and my partner Lord Finesse, can`t forget BuckwildPeople know my style, don`t play me like a childOr your fam be sitting in the front aisle, of a funeral homePut two to your dome, so pass the microphoneThe S-H-O-W-B-I-Z from 1-6-3, third and A-V-EThe trump can`t see meLick for lick, I change cars like brother cange kicksAnd pick up chiocks and take them to the flicksSo don`t try to play big willieI`ll smoke you with a cripsy hundred dollar billAnd make the chump feel silly, huhYou can`t understand where my head`s atWhile I made a record talking about liking my pockets fatAnd not flat, not flatAnd punks couldn`t take it if you had ten gatsAnd girls play my lap bcause I made Soul ClapI guess it`s like that when you got a little stackCHORUS X2[Maestro Fresh Wes]Well I`m crushing, blood starts gushing when I`m bum rushingMe and the mic is like Startsky and HutchinNot a plumber but I`m guarenteed to fix Farrah`s faucetNo I never ever lost it, now I`mma toss itGet off it, I`mma write, I`ll role you like a tight spliffI might get hyper just like positive on a night shiftFresh Wes is the smoothest show and proverLike J. Degar Hoover, I make a ??? manouverAin`t no lookin back, I throw a jam at the Sugar ShackAnd I can make the mack say, Jack bring my hooker backI`m getting `nuff props like Black Moon, I never wrote a wack tuneSons take my album cover straight to the bathroomLive like a wire, MC for hireRapper all admire, but retire, when I ahnil-Late, deducts, and take da bucksWho the hell needs luck, I got it made and getting paid to fluc-Uate my lyrics, my uncategorical, metaphorical flowMakes you want to hear it, so don`t compare itYou can`t come near it, I know you fear itYou want to jeer it in the front row`Cause you know me and Show can flowWe go head to head, toe to toe and blow for blowWe say the kind of rhymes to make the party people listenCatching mad wreck on the mic mechanismCHORUS X4OUTRO [Maestro Fresh Wes]Yeah, that`s how we doing it yoBig up to my DJ, LTDLoves to devast, never hesitate to motivateFarly Flex, relfex, MVP yoThat`s how we swing it in the studioWord up Fresh Wes, 1994I`m blowing up uhhI`m blowing up yeahYeahI can`t forget my man ChrisMy man Mac behind the fat tracksAnd my man Show B-I-ZAKA Mr. (F-A-T), we out

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