[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 faker than a hoe titties filled with silicone (uh huh) I'm a glock and you're a slingshot When I'm done you'll want to quit, you want to fling Well, be cruising by, you'll never see a smoother guy Niggas getting just like the buddha tye I'm rocking well like orson, on the porchin' Of course I'm forced to like my man shawn Here's a small portion with no But always on my fucking dick 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 boss, you and your crew lost you fuck around you better fuck with blue cross I'm leaving niggas homeless, domeless I'm proneless, so don't try to this or procedure, because I ain't even trained(? ) yet I bank a check attitude like antoinette I'm still whether I open or close the shoews shabba ranks, I got trailer loads of hoes (ahh yeah) The mega don, I get it on I fucked every colour, now they call me Black and the white, red and the bronze, a chinese ying All of skins, man I shine like a diamond ring You feel around I'm the man with the song Not a new jack but I got more than nino brown I'm a striver, a hip hop survivor Me and the microphone is like my nuts and saliva Yeah, fresh wes swinging along, showbiz is on the I'm it on
Chorus [maestro fresh Yes yes ( yes y'all) I got flesh (flesh y'all) I'm wes y'all (fresh wes y'all) I'm to bring it on (bring it on) Yes yes (yes y'all) I got y'all (flesh y'all) I'm wes y'all (fresh wes y'all) I'm to bring it on (bring it on)
[maestro wes] Yo way Make a, a, make a, make away wes is going to breaka, breaka, break way From the to the riches I'm giving bitches different strokes like bridges maest, they cast me out, how ya like me now You want to your eye brow Then you want to bow, 'cause you're my phonics Shines like a comet, more dope than (ahh yeah) Guys are on it, girls be on my For two licks, I check my (do this) You want to know the newest With the blues hill street, or more news than huey lewis boy blue blew all day, enough of these curds and whey Well nigga don't play Do yourself a and don't fuck with wesley And save that 'i gotta it' shit for pepsi I break like gretzky, the mic ain't world My rhymes guarenteed to kill a and tame girls (ahh yeah) So front, just applause it Like michael j, said 'put that dibby shit in the closet' With a and a rhino If my dick was alcohol all you would be winos (ohh yeah) you love my condution I mind of you suck it, just ease up on the suciton you're down there, hum on my left one Make my right one jealous, wes is the best one But don't be share the rest with the class Like gangstarr said, 'just take two pulls pass' Yeah, wes is just swinging along Showbiz in on the remix, I'm it on
[maestro fresh You wack mc's is like a 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 chilling strikers Time to let a setter, smooth like amaretta With a and a go getter, with a better metaphor Kick, oh flip, when I flow quick they so shit (oh yeah) I make the fatter with the badder topics I cant' stop it, what I drop is grief, why you trying to beef geef Is that your face or your ass got teeth (oooo) Don't try me, harming the economy this nigga is a don like sean connery I got the bad bitches want to sex, uh I gas them like exxon, I put the next on Everybody knows mr. raps steady Before stepping to me get an ice pack Yeah, I'm sick and tired of the fuckery After this jam, all ya niggas be sucking me Oh yeah, ot goes down that Word up, wes bringing it on Show b-i-z on the As we flow on 1992-93 and Word up as we the flavour I'm out