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Maestro Fresh Wes - Certs Wid Out Da Retsyn Şarkı Sözleri
Maestro Fresh Wes
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chours: 1 o´clock, 2 o´clock, 3 o´clock rock to the beat that i drop when i flip my hip-hop put this in yo´ collection fresh wes without a rhyme is like certs without the retsyn
i´m coming straight out of canada far from an amateur lt´s my dj, flex is my manager i flow so nice so they´re calling me the maestro just pass the microphone fuck the light show real rap is in effect and i´m out to get wrecked on the mic-mec when i make a mic-check not on the sloppy tip i´m harder than a hockey stick exciting niggas like italian´s in a rocky flick adrian watch me flow slow or flow fast i´ll even make a spanish brother say no mass i´m wrecking you, disconecting you, disrespecting you hold your smoking ass cheap shit, it´ll eventually catch up to you i can make the phony retire, tendoroni perspire she´s on my back like my name´s jacobey and myer, (what´s your name?) it´s fresh-wes with the sweeter beats i make you smile like the brother on the red box of cream of wheat
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i got more rhymes than brits in a cathedral my cerebral is lethal nobody´s equal, my people wanna hear a funky new style so get with it no dibby-dibby-dibby mc´s are permitted i´m wrecking it good (what else) collecting, injecting, and checking it good (where?) lake edna or your neck of the woods i´m getting more blow than chuck mangeony not a phony but joanie wanted me for holy matrimony girls like my flavor cause i jam harder let´s have a nice quiet date you, me, and my camcorder it´s like a power-burst, i´m more than just an hours worth i get down and dirty, but uh honey take a shower first you can´t tell me that the bro´s soft, i do the cabbage patch, butterfly, and boggle with my clothes off but that´s a different chapter i´ve even got more rhymes than there´s groupies of jack the rapper, on the microphone i slice you and make you say (i knew his rhymes was phat, but his beats are kind of nice too) now is the apocolypse mc´s are clocking this they say they got skills but all i´m seeing is a flock of lips acapella, or over a drum track i´m funkier than a group of jamacians after sun splash
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the word maestro is teacher in italiano i´m from toronto, causing drama on the the verazono so come and check a real pro grab the peice of steal, yo i make a black activist say (yes, that´s my neigro) when i said the mic´s my peice i really meant it so just like the blue jays, i´m out to win the pennant so sucker chill, ´cause every head i struck i killed oh, i don´t know, is it just me, or am i really that fucking ill
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