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The
Wes
the
is in full

1:

Let your backbone
let it slip let the rip
while my lyrics leave my
ladies and gentleman of all ages
watch a roamin' on stages
rings a bell from state to state
province to province till you escape
it's a margin
bruisin'
blowin' away blockades and chargin'
up the crowd while the
says the they get looser looser
Maestro with magnitude
that's longer than the lines of
going drop it to it
to topic
yo are you for the drop (yeah)
drop it

drop the
the needle
drop the
drop the

2:

the drops like a pistol pops
rocks the whole crowd they can't
ladies wave and like slaves
with sound wave a guy's Mr. Hayes
I pave a road where the explode drum
to globe airlobe to airlobe
started at zero now the Z it
zipcode to zipcode I ziplock it
won't stop the chumps they just chop it
chewin' chunks and and then shop it
on the and I hate
to hear my rhymes of a rate
I should ostersize the of spies
and all districs for disguise

in the of the highest mind
of a hip-hop rhymes
make it to cruise
you get if you're not enthuised
silence is lost as the holocaust down
Wes goes off on the microphone
cord or
it don't cause I rock the fresh vest
Hiroshima and hurricaine
LTD is on the cut Maestro's the
the needle won't skip or the crowd flip to frantic
as I 'em drip
D draws the wax like a bow
the bass is the arrow to break the poem I
blast it off like a
are you ready for the drop
(yeah)
then it

smoother than can get plus tommorrow
I'll be
like silk
starin' at the mountains as are built
like I'm ever ready for the prospade
I have a vest fest just cascade
I'm a go on I'm a run and I'm a go on
and two friends
so on (so on)
I ain't
I lamp with the dope massives
down with
with the jungle
down with Mee
down Rumble
down with self from flemo
this was a hit it was a demo
went to the studio Pete
and to lay down the beats
and now just too damn sweet
I'm the voice in the sonys walking the street
it

3:

(yo Maestro, tell 'em you wear)
I wear a black
black
(oh my God)
a black tuxedo with the of Van Damne
talk slang the ladies hang
runnin' more hoes than to a pimp
so rugged they'll make you limp
some MC's like to all night
but I like the who can rock the mic
with and adreanline big beats but then again
nowadays most sound femminime

they come off weak and so-so
I'll be down to the pound and jump
pages of poem make the microphone prone to stand alone
a lassie asked me
(Wes, how can you rap so rough, get crappy?)
I'm smooth
making the move
it's like a cruise with a tape two-twenty-two
that's a full forty four times than a migraine
unexplained like an unsolved game
the is defined as the maestro
nitro glicseran sizillin' so
comin' 'em on a scent of napomn
the bomb as I raise my baton on
and on the
the venemen
MC's like a late of heroin

suckers be
I smoke the piece D does the
on the he'll tomahawk it
are you for the drop (yeah)
drop it

4:

United States United
the rhymes I them spread like syndroms
T.O. it New York freshed it
all these def you can't test this
still buggin' clock 'nuff duckin'
no wait yo up hold up
now it
one flight and I'm captain
like Jason I'm a take
each and every seminair
mar la parde you're gonna get scared
I run a dead poll every rapper dread
boys be pain at the of the dead list
or the red the blood shed fest
fist to on the mic you're left headless
they broke into the vault Capone
didn't jack so they all went home
my could never be opened I locked it
punks be or hopin' to pop it
eighty is mine you can't stop it
are you ready for the (yeah)
drop it

now me
(are you ready)
hit it
hit it
hit it
hit
hit it
hit it


hit it