Maestro Lyrics

Album: Built To Last

The Visine Lyrics

(there's been just a slight delay folks, 

 they just had a little technical problem, please be paitent. 

 You know you're gonna see one of the best 

 shows you've seen in a long, long time. 

 The Maestro will kick some butt here) 

 Back in this kid 

 Straight up and down 

 Emcees gonna see a differnt type of light right about now, son 

 It's the Maes', baby 

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 Boo nigga, the heat's on nigga 

 Laugh a nigga up for something that he wasn't 

 Yo yo 

 From Galloway to Waterloo 

 I slaughter troops 

 Chicken's give me head while I'm puffin' a blunt 

 Watchin' college hoops 

 Y'all don't wanna scuffle 

 That's like Micheal Johnson racin' Donovan Bailey 

 You're faked to pull a muscle 

 In a tussle, I'd take you 

 Maes' is on some Rocky four rap draco shit 

 (gotta break you) 

 Fuck you and your fake crew 

 I'm the deadliest verbal monster 

 Like Prince, I'll purify your wife, and lay your man a Tonka 

 The black Moses, I blessed you 

 Mr. Maes', back to the rescue 

 Got poetry to hoes and dress too 

 I'm top gunnin' 

 I'm over comin' 

 My shit is so stunning, I can even make Craig G say 

 (mmm, mmm, mmm. Ain't that somethin') 

 Runnin' with the fly around, watch how the messiah shine 

 My interscope goes deep as Jimmy Iovine 

 You'd best beleive 

 Even Lebanese chicks never leave 

 Melodies'll breeze Beleeze to Tel Aviv 

 nigga 

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 I'm screamin' on all you emcees 

 Like Isrealites and white people 

 You'd could never make a sequel to my joint Drop The Needle 

 Backbone, even if you're smokin' crack stone 

 Mixed with cheeba 

 You'd never win, G 

 You'd better stay down to earth like them twins be 

 I'm warinin' ya, you've never seen such a champion 

 The only emcee on a national anthem (tell 'em son) 

 From Brampton to the Hamptons 

 Teeny-boopers love me like them young kids to Hanson 

 The brother with the phattest beats 

 From here to Anthens, Greece 

 I go to church and still run up in the pastor's niece 

 It's sicknin', I'm tellin' you friend 

 Even Prime Minister Chretian knows I'm tres bein 

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