[maestro wes] My poetry is like jesus You can't see this, my metaphorical thesis, breezes Past all you niggas with your shitty poems You're than a hoe with titties filled with silicone (uh huh) Well I'm a glock and a slingshot When I'm done you'll want to quit, you want to fling Well, I'll be by, you'll never see a smoother guy getting smoked just like the buddha tye I'm rocking well like orson, on the porchin' Of course I'm forced to like my man morrison Here's a small portion with no But niggas always on my fucking like foreskin They want to swallow my (yeah) must be on a mission (uh huh) I a circumcision on the mic mechanism Maestro's the true boss, you and crew lost Before you fuck around you better with blue cross I'm dumb niggas homeless, domeless I'm proneless, so don't try to this Style or procedure, because I ain't trained(? ) yet I bank a check with attitude antoinette I'm still whether I open or close the shoews Like shabba ranks, I got trailer loads of (ahh yeah) The mega don, I get it on I fucked colour, now they call me benetton Black and the white, red and the bronze, even a ying All of skins, man I shine like a diamond ring You around I'm the man with the meanest song Not a new jack but I got dope than nino brown I'm a striver, a hip hop survivor Me and the microphone is like my and your saliva Yeah, fresh wes swinging along, is on the remix I'm it on
Chorus [maestro wes] Yes yes ( yes y'all) I got y'all (flesh y'all) I'm fresh wes (fresh wes y'all) I'm going to it on (bring it on) Yes yes (yes y'all) I got y'all (flesh y'all) I'm fresh wes (fresh wes y'all) I'm going to it on (bring it on)
[maestro fresh Yo way Make a, make a, make a, away Fresh wes is to breaka, breaka, break way From the to the riches I'm giving bitches different strokes like todd Mister maest, cast me out, how ya like me now You to raise your eye brow Then you want to bow, you're awning my phonics like a comet, more dope than hydroponics (ahh yeah) Guys are on it, be on my pubics For two licks, I my pharmacutics (do this) You to know who's the newest the blues like hill street, or more news than huey lewis Like boy blue blew all day, enough of these and whey Well this don't play Do yourself a favour and don't with wesley And save that 'i have it' shit for pepsi I break gretzky, the mic ain't wayne's world My rhymes guarenteed to a nigga and tame girls (ahh yeah) So don't front, applause it Like michael j, 'put that dibby dibby shit in the closet' With a chimpanzee and a If my was alcohol all you kids would be winos (ohh yeah) Because you love my I don't mind of you it, just ease up on the suciton you're down there, hum on my left one Make my right one jealous, fresh wes is the one But don't be greedy share the with the class Like gangstarr said, 'just take two then pass' Yeah, fresh wes is just along in on the remix, I'm bringing it on
[maestro fresh You wack mc's is a case of clamydia It's one big in the ass to get rid of ya When I hit the scene I'm more brutal than Killing motherfuckers like I'm with strikers Time to let a trend setter, smooth like With a vendetta and a go getter, with a metaphor Kick, oh flip, I flow quick they forfeit so shit (oh yeah) I make the fatter profits with the topics I cant' stop it, what I drop is grief, why you trying to beef geef Is your face or does your ass got teeth (oooo) try bombing me, harming the economy 'cause this nigga is a don like sean I got the bad want to have sex, uh I gas like exxon, then I put the next on knows mr. maest raps steady Before stepping to me get an ice ready Yeah, I'm getting sick and of the fuckery After this jam, all ya niggas will be me Oh yeah, ot down like that Word up, wes bringing it on Show b-i-z on the As we on 1992-93 and beyond Word up as we the flavour I'm out