The Maestro Lyrics - Symphony In Effect - Maestro Fresh Wes

[maestro fresh wes] 

I can't keep still, I can't keep calm 

I think I feel another brainstorm coming on 

Pure lsd, that's what I'm climbing 

Not lucy in the sky with diamonds I'm rhyming 

Lyrics so dope and microphones smoking 

Straight down your throat and that's why you're choking 

I ain't joking, that's why you're stifling 

Rebirth, retreat, I'm rhythmn rap rifling 

Rhyming, no reurns or recycling 

A fresh batch to mcs I'm frightening 

Funky and fighting, stay in striking 

My brainstorm's like thunder and lightening 

Beats go boom, sound is in tune 

You're a joker, a riddler, I'm dr. doom 

You say doctor who? *echoed* 

I tell you, my symphony is you and your crew 

It's the danger dome using the maestro zone 

Like supertramp take the long way home 

I used to ill, now I build 

Rock rhymes like bills(? ) set up to kill 

When it rains it pours, I got rhymes gallor 

Like al b., maestro is sure 

Something's wrong, that's why I'm singing my song 

How long will this go on? 

When ben clocked bronze *echoed*, they weren't bragging 

But when he clocked gold, they started tagging 

Jump on the bandwagon, grinning and smiling 

"3 day later" he's from the islands 

Turn off my radio, turned up my stereo 

Day in and day out each and every day you know 

In ontario the same old scenario 

They didn't hype lennox lewis just mario *echoed* 

Egerton, broke necks in his hand 

But if his name was shawn, they'd let him hang 

He be the main man, I be the witness 

It's the same in the music business 

'cause I'm from t-o y'all are afraid to rate me 

You underestimate thee 

Intellect, while farly flex 

My rhymes on the cuts ltd selects 

I'm the maestro 

"fresh" 

"wes" 

The maestro 

"fresh" 

"wes" 

Maestro 

"fresh" 

"wes" 

You're a lyrical lucifer, big beat burgular 

My monologue make me a mass murderer 

Microphone mangler, sucker boy strangler 

Walk(? ) to my rhythmn raises rips in your wranglers 

Rhymes don't fit, why don't you just quit 

Go be a pilitician because you talk 'nuff... 

'nuff what? *echoed* 'nuff shit because my rhymes you bit 

If you were a dollar bill, you'd be counterfit, illegit 

I'm a dentist, I'm going to drill ya 

You just a cavity creep, I'm going to fill ya 

After this appointment, I'm going to bill ya 

'cause all you sucker sound so familiar 

I'm going go-got style, no innuendo 

I floss I float, you know, a crecendo 

Flex is upgrading, ltd's blading 

Like a waterfall, maestro's cascading 

Evervessing(? ), testing 

I vocalize your baptize, 'cause my rhymes you're blessing 

Hip hop waiter, rap oretorio 

Rhymes a gwan pouring out my portfolio 

Squeezing, not bleak or bland 

'cause my vernacular is of a vintage brand 

I'm the maestro, "fresh" 

The maestro, "fresh" 

"i was born" 

A don, because I'm like don won(sp? ) 

The missing link between tyson and the great lynn swan 

Punk, I really hate your rap 

I press the greater wax 

You're absolutely obsolete, like datamax *echoed* 

Fiending for my rhymes, you want to get some 

Play me in reverse take a sip of my redrum 

A reason rhyme murder, snap your verte- 

Brae make you sway away, that's a word of 

Wisdom, solely expressed 

To express with soul for w-e-s 

I may never win a grammy, or a juno 

But that's okay because I know that you know 

The undisputed, number one mc 

No rockstar could touch this poetry 

'cause I'm the maestro 

The maestro, "fresh" ** repeat 'til fade **