[Maestro Fresh Wes]
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My poetry is black like Jesus
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You niggas can't see this, my metaphorical thesis, breezes
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Past all you niggas with your silly shitty poems
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You're faker than a hoe with titties filled with silicone (uh huh)
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Well I'm a glock and you're a slingshot
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When I'm done you'll want to quit, you want to fling rock
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Well, I'll be cruising by, you'll never see a smoother guy
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Niggas getting smoked just like the Buddha tye
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I'm rocking well like Orson, scortching on the porchin'
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Of course I'm forced to like my man Shawn Morrison
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Here's a small portion with no distortion
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But niggas always on my fucking dick like foreskin
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They want to swallow my gism (yeah)
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They must be on a mission (uh huh)
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I need a circumcision on the mic mechanism
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Maestro's the true boss, you and your crew lost
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Before you fuck around you better fuck with Blue Cross
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I'm leaving dumb niggas homeless, domeless
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I'm proneless, so don't try to clone this
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Style or procedure, because I ain't even trained(?) yet
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I bank a check with attitude like Antoinette
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I'm still smoking whether I open or close the shoews
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Like Shabba Ranks, I got trailer loads of hoes (ahh yeah)
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The mega don, everywhere I get it on
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I fucked every colour, now they call me Benetton
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Black and the white, red and the bronze, even a Chinese ying
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All kinds of skins, man I shine like a diamond ring
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You feel around I'm the man with the meanest song
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Not a new jack but I got more dope than Nino Brown
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'Cause I'm a striver, a hip hop survivor
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Me and the microphone is like my nuts and your saliva
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Yeah, Fresh Wes swinging along, Showbiz is on the remix
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I'm bringing it on
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CHORUS [Maestro Fresh Wes]
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Yes yes y'all ( yes y'all)
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I got flesh y'all (flesh y'all)
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I'm Fresh Wes y'all (Fresh Wes y'all)
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I'm going to bring it on (bring it on)
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Yes yes y'all (yes y'all)
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I got flesh y'all (flesh y'all)
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I'm Fresh Wes y'all (Fresh Wes y'all)
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I'm going to bring it on (bring it on)
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[Maestro Fresh Wes]
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Yo make way
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Make a, make a, make a, make away
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Fresh Wes is going to breaka, breaka, break way
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From the rags to the riches
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I'm giving bitches Different Strokes like Todd Bridges
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Mister Maest, they cast me out, how ya like me now
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You want to raise your eye brow
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Then you want to bow, 'cause you're awning my phonics
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Shines like a comet, more dope than hydroponics (ahh yeah)
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Guys are on it, girls be on my pubics
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For two licks, I check my pharmacutics (do this)
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You want to know who's the newest
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With the blues like Hill Street, or more news than Huey Lewis
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Like boy blue blew all day, enough of these curds and whey
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Well this nigga don't play
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Do yourself a favour and don't fuck with Wesley
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And save that 'I gotta have it' shit for Pepsi
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I break like Gretzky, the mic ain't Wayne's World
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My rhymes guarenteed to kill a nigga and tame girls (ahh yeah)
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So don't front, just applause it
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Like Michael J, said 'put that dibby dibby shit in the closet'
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With a chimpanzee and a rhino
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If my dick was alcohol all you kids would be winos (ohh yeah)
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Because you love my condution
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I don't mind of you suck it, just ease up on the suciton
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While you're down there, hum on my left one
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Make my right one jealous, Fresh Wes is the best one
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But don't be greedy share the rest with the class
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Like Gangstarr said, 'just take two pulls then pass'
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Yeah, Fresh Wes is just swinging along
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Showbiz in on the remix, I'm bringing it on
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CHORUS
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[Maestro Fresh Wes]
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You wack MC's is like a case of clamydia
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It's one big pain in the ass to get rid of ya
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When I hit the scene I'm more brutal than Rikers
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Killing motherfuckers like I'm chilling with strikers
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Time to let a trend setter, smooth like amaretta
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With a vendetta and a go getter, with a better metaphor
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Kick, oh flip, when I flow quick they forfeit
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They so shit (oh yeah)
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I make the fatter profits with the badder topics
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I cant' stop it, what I drop is catastrophic
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Good grief, why you trying to beef geef
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Is that your face or does your ass got teeth (oooo)
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Don't try bombing me, harming the economy
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| 'Cause this nigga is a don like Sean Con |
