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Intro [maestro wes]
I'm kicking, the mic mechanism
Here we go, the mic
I'm kicking, the mic mechanism
What I'm kicking, the mic

[d.i.t.c.]
Fresh wes y'all, is on the mic
wes y'all, is on the mic mechanism
Fresh wes y'all, is on the mic
wes y'all, is on the mic mechanism

[maestro fresh (d.i.t.c.)
Yo
Fresh wes is on the mic mech, trying to catch
the way I step to the set, then I gotta jet
Heck, chicks are getting of sexual
getting spectacles, glueing 'em to my testicle
Do yourself a favour step to the (fresh guy)
Like tlc I put my jimmy in (left eye)
to proud to beg, beg for this
I'm gonna catch wreck, break a couple of
Cash a couple of checks, for the put together with the beat
(showbiz) put together for, the and the jeeps
w-e to the s is (nice yo)
Don't say my name you going to say (maestro)
Calling me an I'll damage ya
Suckers saying (naaah, dis kid be from canada)<-showbiz?
That's they all say, after I slay
I'm 5 foot 10, but I'm a like my brohter dre
The way I rock around ya, you want to to this
Light a spliff to this, and jehovah witnesses
Knock on my door, beggin for
Of my verbal acrobatics and my
I make the ghetto raw, I ain't new to
And when I see a fat gluteus I'm
wes is on the rhyme, showbiz is on the rhythmn
Kicking mad (on the mic mechanism)

[maestro wes] (d.i.t.c.)
a protege of poetry, you it's me
Your are be saying, "please stay"
But is it no you see
It's fresh wes with the riddle
Like robin givens skins want to make the big
Hot (like a panther), serious as (cancer)
crazy legs, I never was a break (dancer)
I'll the set (yep)
Fresh w-e-s is in
I'm throwing in the ocean, kicking joan in the river
'cause when I flow, lyrics I
I ya my flavour, when I terrify and horrify
Like lewis, your shit don'e even qualify
(so back and watch the man rap, jack on the mic)
I suckers uptight, just like a strike
>from amtrak, stages are well
like art shell
Doper than a american cartel
I'm on a mission with my funky
Kicking mad on (the mic mechanism)

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[maestro fresh (d.i.t.c.)
I'm not a captain, but chicks like to to feel
The real steel I reveal, they say (wheel)
And eyes, be on the size gee
But try to milk me, or even homogenize me
I trying to skim through my papes I carry thee
Marry me for my salary, giving up your (naaah)
That my type of event, or how my money is spent
I ain't babyface no rent
That's on the corny wack, bunch
it to beaver, wally tip
My bozak ain't dangerous, so stop playing marley
Grip, skip to louie or dewie or ronnie
Donnie johnny baby, yo kick that to tommy
The softer guys, lost their eyes, off the
So stop the lies, wise or you're ostrosize
Drop your draws, lift the
Because I'm in effect das and dmc, pause
The style I is uncategorical
prehistorical, go check the oracle
Damn I'm
I'm on a mission with my compositions
Kicking' mad (on the mic mechanism)

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When I'm kicking the mic x4