Luyện nghe bài hát The Maestro

[maestro fresh
I can't keep still, I can't calm
I think I feel another brainstorm on
lsd, that's what I'm climbing
Not in the sky with diamonds I'm rhyming
Lyrics so dope and smoking
Straight down your and that's why you're choking
I ain't joking, why you're stifling
Rebirth, retreat, I'm rhythmn rap
Rhyming, no or recycling
A fresh to mcs I'm frightening
Funky and fighting, stay in
My brainstorm's thunder and lightening
Beats go boom, is in tune
You're a joker, a riddler, I'm dr.
You say doctor *echoed*
I tell you, my symphony is you and crew
It's the danger using the maestro zone
Like supertramp take the long way
I used to ill, now I
Rock rhymes like bills(? ) set up to
When it it pours, I got rhymes gallor
al b., maestro is sure
Something's wrong, that's why I'm my song
How long will go on?
When ben bronze *echoed*, they weren't bragging
But he clocked gold, they started tagging
Jump on the bandwagon, and smiling
"3 day later" he's the islands
Turn off my radio, up my stereo
Day in and day out each and every day you
In ontario the same old
They didn't hype lennox lewis just *echoed*
Egerton, broke in his hand
But if his was shawn, they'd let him hang
He be the main man, I be the
It's the same in the business
'cause I'm from t-o y'all are to rate me
You underestimate
Intellect, while flex
My rhymes on the cuts ltd

I'm the
"fresh"
"wes"
The
"fresh"
"wes"

"fresh"
"wes"

You're a lucifer, big beat burgular
My monologue me a mass murderer
mangler, sucker boy strangler
Walk(? ) to my rhythmn raises rips in your
Rhymes don't fit, why you just quit
Go be a pilitician you talk 'nuff...
'nuff what? *echoed* shit because my rhymes you bit
If you were a dollar bill, be counterfit, illegit
I'm a dentist, I'm going to ya
You a cavity creep, I'm going to fill ya
After appointment, I'm going to bill ya
'cause all you sucker so familiar
I'm go-got style, no innuendo
I floss I float, you know, a
Flex is upgrading, ltd's
Like a waterfall, maestro's
Evervessing(? ),
I vocalize your baptize, my rhymes you're blessing
Hip hop waiter, rap
Rhymes a gwan pouring out my
Squeezing, not bleak or
'cause my vernacular is of a vintage
I'm the maestro, "fresh"
The maestro, "fresh"
"i was born"
A don, because I'm don won(sp? )
The missing link between and the great lynn swan
Punk, I really hate rap
I press the wax
You're absolutely obsolete, datamax *echoed*
for my rhymes, you want to get some
Play me in reverse take a sip of my
A reason rhyme murder, snap your
Brae make you sway away, that's a of
Wisdom, expressed
To express with for w-e-s
I may win a grammy, or a juno
But that's okay because I know that you
The undisputed, one mc
No rockstar could touch this
I'm the maestro
The maestro, "fresh" ** repeat fade **