Текст песни Maestro Fresh Wes - The Maestro
Maestro Fresh Wes - The Maestro слова песни
[Maestro Fresh Wes]I can`t keep still, I can`t keep calmI think I feel another brainstorm coming onPure LSD, that`s what I`m climbingNot Lucy in the sky with diamonds I`m rhymingLyrics so dope and microphones smokingStraight down your throat and that`s why you`re chokingI ain`t joking, that`s why you`re stiflingRebirth, retreat, I`m rhythmn rap riflingRhyming, no reurns or recyclingA fresh batch to MCs I`m frighteningFunky and fighting, stay in strikingMy brainstorm`s like thunder and lighteningBeats go boom, sound is in tuneYou`re a joker, a riddler, I`m Dr. DoomYou say doctor who? *echoed*I tell you, my symphony is you and your crewIt`s the danger dome using the Maestro zoneLike Supertramp take the long way homeI used to ill, now I buildRock rhymes like Bills(?) set up to killWhen it rains it pours, I got rhymes gallorLike Al B., Maestro is sureSomething`s wrong, that`s why I`m singing my songHow long will this go on?When Ben clocked bronze *echoed*, they weren`t braggingBut when he clocked gold, they started taggingJump on the bandwagon, grinning and smiling "3 day later" he`s from the islandsTurn off my radio, turned up my stereoDay in and day out each and every day you knowIn Ontario the same old scenarioThey didn`t hype Lennox Lewis just Mario *echoed*Egerton, broke necks in his handBut if his name was Shawn, they`d let him hangHe be the main man, I be the witnessIt`s the same in the music business`Cause I`m from T-O y`all are afraid to rate meYou underestimate theeIntellect, while Farly FlexMy rhymes on the cuts LTD selectsI`m the Maestro "Fresh" "Wes"The Maestro "Fresh" "Wes"Maestro "Fresh" "Wes"You`re a lyrical Lucifer, big beat burgularMy monologue make me a mass murdererMicrophone mangler, sucker boy stranglerWalk(?) to my rhythmn raises rips in your WranglersRhymes don`t fit, why don`t you just quitGo be a pilitician because you talk `nuff...`Nuff what? *echoed* `Nuff shit because my rhymes you bitIf you were a dollar bill, you`d be counterfit, illegitI`m a dentist, I`m going to drill yaYou just a cavity creep, I`m going to fill yaAfter this appointment, I`m going to bill ya`Cause all you sucker sound so familiarI`m going go-got style, no innuendoI floss I float, you know, a crecendoFlex is upgrading, LTD`s bladingLike a waterfall, Maestro`s cascadingEvervessing(?), testingI vocalize your baptize, `cause my rhymes you`re blessingHip hop waiter, rap oretorioRhymes a gwan pouring out my portfolioSqueezing, not bleak or bland`Cause my vernacular is of a vintage brandI`m the Maestro, "Fresh"The Maestro, "Fresh" "I was born"A Don, because I`m like Don Won(sp?)The missing link between Tyson and the great Lynn SwanPunk, I really hate your rapI press the greater waxYou`re absolutely obsolete, like datamax *echoed*Fiending for my rhymes, you want to get somePlay me in reverse take a sip of my redrumA reason rhyme murder, snap your verte-Brae make you sway away, that`s a word ofWisdom, solely expressedTo express with soul for W-E-SI may never win a Grammy, or a JunoBut that`s okay because I know that you knowThe undisputed, number one MCNo rockstar could touch this poetry`Cause I`m the MaestroThe Maestro, "Fresh" ** REPEAT `TIL FADE **