The Maestro

[Maestro Fresh Wes]<br>I can`t keep still, I can`t keep calm<br>I think I feel another brainstorm coming on<br>Pure LSD, that`s what I`m climbing<br>Not Lucy in the sky with diamonds I`m rhyming<br>Lyrics so dope and microphones smoking<br>Straight down your throat and that`s why you`re choking<br>I ain`t joking, that`s why you`re stifling<br>Rebirth, retreat, I`m rhythmn rap rifling<br>Rhyming, no reurns or recycling<br>A fresh batch to MCs I`m frightening<br>Funky and fighting, stay in striking<br>My brainstorm`s like thunder and lightening<br>Beats go boom, sound is in tune<br>You`re a joker, a riddler, I`m Dr. Doom<br>You say doctor who? *echoed*<br>I tell you, my symphony is you and your crew<br>It`s the danger dome using the Maestro zone<br>Like Supertramp take the long way home<br>I used to ill, now I build<br>Rock rhymes like Bills(?) set up to kill<br>When it rains it pours, I got rhymes gallor<br>Like Al B., Maestro is sure<br>Something`s wrong, that`s why I`m singing my song<br>How long will this go on?<br>When Ben clocked bronze *echoed*, they weren`t bragging<br>But when he clocked gold, they started tagging<br>Jump on the bandwagon, grinning and smiling<br> "3 day later" he`s from the islands<br>Turn off my radio, turned up my stereo<br>Day in and day out each and every day you know<br>In Ontario the same old scenario<br>They didn`t hype Lennox Lewis just Mario *echoed*<br>Egerton, broke necks in his hand<br>But if his name was Shawn, they`d let him hang<br>He be the main man, I be the witness<br>It`s the same in the music business<br>`Cause I`m from T-O y`all are afraid to rate me<br>You underestimate thee<br>Intellect, while Farly Flex<br>My rhymes on the cuts LTD selects<br><br>I`m the Maestro<br> "Fresh"<br> "Wes"<br>The Maestro<br> "Fresh"<br> "Wes"<br>Maestro<br> "Fresh"<br> "Wes"<br><br>You`re a lyrical Lucifer, big beat burgular<br>My monologue make me a mass murderer<br>Microphone mangler, sucker boy strangler<br>Walk(?) to my rhythmn raises rips in your Wranglers<br>Rhymes don`t fit, why don`t you just quit<br>Go be a pilitician because you talk `nuff...<br>`Nuff what? *echoed* `Nuff shit because my rhymes you bit<br>If you were a dollar bill, you`d be counterfit, illegit<br>I`m a dentist, I`m going to drill ya<br>You just a cavity creep, I`m going to fill ya<br>After this appointment, I`m going to bill ya<br>`Cause all you sucker sound so familiar<br>I`m going go-got style, no innuendo<br>I floss I float, you know, a crecendo<br>Flex is upgrading, LTD`s blading<br>Like a waterfall, Maestro`s cascading<br>Evervessing(?), testing<br>I vocalize your baptize, `cause my rhymes you`re blessing<br>Hip hop waiter, rap oretorio<br>Rhymes a gwan pouring out my portfolio<br>Squeezing, not bleak or bland<br>`Cause my vernacular is of a vintage brand<br>I`m the Maestro, "Fresh"<br>The Maestro, "Fresh"<br> "I was born"<br>A Don, because I`m like Don Won(sp?)<br>The missing link between Tyson and the great Lynn Swan<br>Punk, I really hate your rap<br>I press the greater wax<br>You`re absolutely obsolete, like datamax *echoed*<br>Fiending for my rhymes, you want to get some<br>Play me in reverse take a sip of my redrum<br>A reason rhyme murder, snap your verte-<br>Brae make you sway away, that`s a word of<br>Wisdom, solely expressed<br>To express with soul for W-E-S<br>I may never win a Grammy, or a Juno<br>But that`s okay because I know that you know<br>The undisputed, number one MC<br>No rockstar could touch this poetry<br>`Cause I`m the Maestro<br>The Maestro, "Fresh" ** REPEAT `TIL FADE **