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Maestro Fresh Wes - Mic Mechanism Şarkı Sözleri
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intro [maestro fresh wes] when i´m kicking, the mic mechanism here we go, the mic mechanism what i´m kicking, the mic mechanism what i´m kicking, the mic mechanism
chorus [d.i.t.c.] fresh wes y´all, is on the mic mechanism fresh wes y´all, is on the mic mechanism fresh wes y´all, is on the mic mechanism fresh wes y´all, is on the mic mechanism
[maestro fresh wes] (d.i.t.c.) yo fresh wes is on the mic mech, trying to catch wreck check the way i step to the set, then i gotta jet heck, chicks are getting kind of sexual always getting spectacles, glueing ´em to my testicle do yourself a favour don´t step to the (fresh guy) like tlc i put my jimmy in your (left eye) ain´t to proud to beg, beg for this i´m gonna catch wreck, break a couple of necks cash a couple of checks, for the rhyme put together with the beat (showbiz) put together for, the streets and the jeeps fresh w-e to the s is (nice yo) don´t say my name unless you going to say (maestro) calling me an amateur i´ll damage ya suckers saying (naaah, dis kid can´t be from canada)<-showbiz? that´s what they all say, after i slay i´m 5 foot 10, but i´m a giant like my brohter dre the way i rock around ya, you want to shift to this light a spliff to this, and like jehovah witnesses knock on my door, beggin for more of my verbal acrobatics and my metaphor i make the ghetto raw, i ain´t new to this and when i see a fat gluteus i´m studious fresh wes is on the rhyme, showbiz is on the rhythmn kicking mad flavour (on the mic mechanism)
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[maestro fresh wes] (d.i.t.c.) it´s a protege of poetry, you it´s me your hoes are be saying, "please stay" but is it jodeci? no you see it´s funky fresh wes with the riddle like robin givens skins want to make the big toast hot (like a panther), always serious as (cancer) getting crazy legs, i never was a break (dancer) i´ll enhance the set (yep) fresh w-e-s is in effect i´m throwing billy in the ocean, kicking joan in the river ´cause when i flow, lyrics i deliver i give ya my flavour, when i terrify and horrify like carl lewis, your shit don´e even qualify (so stand back and watch the man rap, jack on the mic) i making suckers uptight, just like a strike >from amtrak, stages are sparked well coaching like art shell doper than a south american cartel i´m on a mission with my funky compositions kicking mad falour on (the mic mechanism)
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when i´m kicking the mic mechanism x4
[maestro fresh wes] (d.i.t.c.) i´m not a captain, but chicks like to kneel to feel the real steel when i reveal, they say (wheel) and they eyes, be on the size gee but don´t try to milk me, or even homogenize me i pasterize trying to skim through my papes i carry thee marry me for my salary, giving up your mammaries (naaah) that ain´t my type of event, or how my money is spent i ain´t babyface payin´ no rent that´s on the corny wack, brady bunch leave it to beaver, wally tip my bozak ain´t dangerous, so stop playing like marley grip, skip to another louie or dewie or ronnie donnie you´re johnny baby, yo kick that to tommy the softer guys, lost their eyes, off the prize so stop the lies, you´re wise or you´re ostrosize drop your draws, lift the jaws because i´m in effect like das and dmc, pause the style i kick is uncategorical you´re prehistorical, go check the oracle damn i´m metaphorical i´m on a mission with my funky compositions kicking´ mad flavour (on the mic mechanism)
chorus x2
when i´m kicking the mic mechanism x4
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