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Intro fresh wes]
When I'm kicking, the mic
we go, the mic mechanism
What I'm kicking, the mic
I'm kicking, the mic mechanism

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

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

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

When I'm kicking the mic x4

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

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When I'm the mic mechanism x4