Stick to Your Vision

Maestro<br>Yo, brothers ain`t seen what I seen in this game son<br>Been in this game a long, long, long time<br>Still strivin` though<br>Yo, ninety nine<br>It`s the visine baby, it`s the visine<br>Yo<br><br>I build with Israelites, Rastafarians, God bodies<br>F-o-y, sony, Muslims, T.O. to Brooklyn<br>Many nights in Bedsty, blazin` trees out in Cali<br>With brothers from frat, sippin` henny, mad friendly<br>Got Toronto`s rap title to Maracitles<br>Met Quincy Jones in eighty nine, that`s my idol<br>Chicks from every nationality, showin` hospitality<br>Grabbin` me, showin` mad love in the club<br>Listen, check my rendition<br>Performed for royalty and politicians<br>Even done shows with the greatest emcees of all time<br>I was the one who used to say (eighty nine is mine)<br>I`ve seen alot of valleys, I`ve seen alot of peaks<br>I`ve seen the bitter with the sweet, victory and defeat<br>Sometimes I fell, but a voice kept saying<br>Son, stick to your vision, peep the composition<br><br>[Chorus]<br>(these eyes) seen alot of shame in the game<br>(these eyes) seen alot of pain with the fame<br>(these eyes) seen alot of highs and lows, but that`s just the way life goes<br>(these eyes) seen my name written in lights<br>(these eyes) I seen alot of things in my life<br>(these eyes) seen alot of highs and lows, but that`s just the way life goes<br><br>I grab the microphone, like the priest does a roseary<br>Johova be shinin` when clouds are over me<br>So I recelect, remember Kid Capri<br>On BLS played my joint when I heard protect ya neck<br>Back in ninety two, but let`s go back to eighty eight<br>Flemington, Don Mills and Negleton<br>Makin` beats with S and gellin` them<br>Remember when you labels wasn`t feelin` me<br>Next year changed the scenery, gave birth to your energy<br>Toa, Ice-T and Public Enemy<br>Much gave me love, you niggas had to envy me<br>Couldn`t stand to see a brother shine<br>Player haters always workin` overtime<br>I seen alot of valleys, I seen alot of peaks<br>I seen the bitter with the sweet, victory and defeat<br>Sometimes I fell, but a voice kept sayin`<br>Son, stick to your vision, peep the composition<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>Yo, people used to say Wes, wake up, stop dreamin`<br>Your fantasize, fuck the rappin`, it won`t happen<br>I paid my dues, brothers seen me sacrafice<br>Another song in the key of life<br>Mr. Maes` got the iller track, I did a three sixty<br>Seen God starin` in the mirror, black<br>I figured that if I stayed focus, when situations seemed hopeless<br>I`m elevatin`, breakin` the spell of satan<br>I want my lyrics written out like esco<br>To show the rap world how the industry slept<br>So when I`m gone, the parable will carry on<br>Young cats can sitback, puff tron, cool out, and sing along<br>I seen alot of valleys, I seen alot of peaks<br>I seen the bitter with the sweet, victory and defeat<br>Sometimes I fell, but a voice kept sayin`<br>Son, stick to your vision, stick to your vision<br>I seen alot of valleys, I seen alot of peaks<br>I seen the bitter with the sweet, victory and defeat<br>Sometimes I fell, but a voice kept sayin`<br>Son, stick to your vision, out<br><br>[Chorus]