Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Maestro Fresh WesНазвание : Fine Tune Da MicДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : canadian rap hip hop canadian hip-hop old school canadian rap hip hop canadian hip-hop old school Видео:
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Chorus x2 [maestro] fine tune da mic [showbiz] engineer wont you check it [maestro] its the brother maestro [showbiz] and showbiz is going to wreck it [showbiz] So here I come (ha), so here I go (yo) And when you hear (huh), you know its brother show I like to rock a hundred miles, but you know Im far from running Listen to the kicks and the snares, you know its stunning Im coming, I came, Im only here to damage ya I left my city and my hometown to fly to canada To get a peace of mind and make beats on the low And shows got a flow, a combo with maestro Fresh wes, I never fess, big up to diamond d A.g. and my partner lord finesse, cant forget buckwild People know my style, dont play me like a child Or your fam be sitting in the front aisle, of a funeral home Put two to your dome, so pass the microphone The s-h-o-w-b-i-z from 1-6-3, third and a-v-e The trump cant see me Lick for lick, I change cars like brother cange kicks And pick up chiocks and take them to the flicks So dont try to play big willie Ill smoke you with a cripsy hundred dollar bill And make the chump feel silly, huh You cant understand where my heads at While I made a record talking about liking my pockets fat And not flat, not flat And punks couldnt take it if you had ten gats And girls play my lap bcause I made soul clap I guess its like that when you got a little stack Chorus x2 [maestro fresh wes] Well Im crushing, blood starts gushing when Im bum rushing Me and the mic is like startsky and hutchin Not a plumber but Im guarenteed to fix farrahs faucet No I never ever lost it, now imma toss it Get off it, imma write, Ill role you like a tight spliff I might get hyper just like positive on a night shift Fresh wes is the smoothest show and prover Like j. degar hoover, I make a ? ? ? manouver Aint no lookin back, I throw a jam at the sugar shack And I can make the mack say, jack bring my hooker back Im getting nuff props like black moon, I never wrote a wack tune Sons take my album cover straight to the bathroom Live like a wire, mc for hire Rapper all admire, but retire, when I ahnil- Late, deducts, and take da bucks Who the hell needs luck, I got it made and getting paid to fluc- Uate my lyrics, my uncategorical, metaphorical flow Makes you want to hear it, so dont compare it You cant come near it, I know you fear it You want to jeer it in the front row cause you know me and show can flow We go head to head, toe to toe and blow for blow We say the kind of rhymes to make the party people listen Catching mad wreck on the mic mechanism Chorus x4 Outro [maestro fresh wes] Yeah, thats how we doing it yo Big up to my dj, ltd Loves to devast, never hesitate to motivate Farly flex, relfex, mvp yo Thats how we swing it in the studio Word up fresh wes, 1994 Im blowing up uhh Im blowing up yeah Yeah I cant forget my man chris My man mac behind the fat tracks And my man show b-i-z Aka mr. (f-a-t), we out | Похожие исполнители:
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