Existence of his precence is his goal
Flawless lessons strengthen his control
Illustrations rest upon the walls
Worship him but soon the devil calls
Pledge to the one, the one who wallows
Worship the son, son of sorrow
Pledge to the one, the one who follows
Worship the son, no tomorrow
The hopes and the dreams
Of the one who achieves
Pleasures of flesh
They'll be down on their knees
Father and daughters
The bond will erase
Tortures of fires
The smile on his face
They threat no existence
Involves many forms
The thought of resistance
The power forewarns
Evil verses sorrow in our lives
Borrowing the souls left to decide
Afterlife a question no replies
A fallacy the preacher has no eyes
Pledge to the one, the one who wallows
Worship the son, son of sorrow
Pledge to the one, the one who follows
Worship the son, no tomorrow
Look at the graves of the thousands who've died
No one remembers who is left to decide
The flowers have wilted the maggots arrive
Who the hell cares where you go when you die
The church is in ruins the memories erased
Life's uncertainty
The age of constant quarrel
Undying loyalty
Will this foot the bill
Relapse
Fall back
Repress
Collapse
Spent prophets reassure
A sense of false belief
Often to endure
A possible reprieve
Walk away
Never return
Walk away
Never learn
Promises of grandeur
I seen it in their eyes
The telephone stopped ringing
The moneys been disguised
Walk away
Never return
Walk away
Never learn
Life's uncertainty
The age of constant quarrel
Undying loyalty
Will this foot the bill
Relapse
Fall back
Repress
Collapse
Walk away
Never return
Walk away
Oh pitiful for smoggy skies
With amber lanes of waste
With Dreadful mountain poverty's
So many infants slain
America, America
God shed his wrath on thee
No livelihood, It's just not good
From sea to blackened sea
Time ticks away, but still they play
With plans of conquering
The industry, they think they're free
Toy soldiers of the damned
America, America
God shed his death on thee
No livelihood, it's just not good
From sea to blackened sea
Oh Beautiful for spacious skies
With amber waves of grain
With purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain
America, America
God shed his grace on thee
With crown thy hood and brotherhood
The streets and the cities
The alleys of woe
The forces of hatred
Are out of control
The lurk in the fields
Alone in the night
A sickly perversion, excursion
That's not in sight
(Bible passage)
He travels he streets
Different weapons in hand
He searches for victims
Befriends the demand
Ridding the world of
The homeless disease
Laughing out loudly
Ignoring their pleas
Victims of the chosen
Have been clearly marked and pushed aside
Many body parts were frozen
Simply just a waste of life
Eating the flesh of the virgins
The taste of blood
Picking the brains of desertion
Forever more
Stabbing the hearts of the weakened society
Killing the worthless for pleasure now
Raping the dead it's so silent
A twist of fate
A wave of sick violence
A question of give and take
Taxpayers earning just
Feed them the deathly row
The chair gathers dust
As they age in their cell
Documented murders often
Skip the press and go unsolved
Morbid visions, gross divisions
Multiply the cause of death
You fucking heathen!
In the will of your own mind
Sacrifice society
And become a better kind
Stand back all you preachers
Stop looking to the skies
We are your Masters
We need no disguise
Your presidential savior,
His bloody pope ar dan
There're still all stinking Vulturies
There're scandalous when they can
Strike your idols down
And wear the Master's crown
We'll curse this evil world
We'll wear this Master's crown
We are your Masters
So set your soul free
Forget your stupid idols
Mannequin, Mannequin
They're all the same
Plastic faces
Plastic faces
Society's to blame
Open your eyes
Clear your fuckin' mind
Remove that disguise
Deep in your mind
Replicas of today's world
Comercially programmed
Plastic faces
Plastic faces
Society's to blame
Posing bodies
Unclear minds
Posing bodies
I pledge allegiance to the flag
On the United States of America
And to the republic for which is stands
One nation under God invisible
With liberty and Justice for all
I pledge of alligiance to the shit
That runs the U.S.A.
And to this public which I can't stand
Government
Inexcusable with poverty and justice
Pay to be born
Pay to die
Pay to be born
Pay to die
They send you to churches
And sick institutions
Brainless excuses
For mindless abuses
They teach you to worship
Their father, their savior
Follow their footsteps
Mangled Dehumanization
Of corpses unknown
Excruciating tortures
Torn, flesh, broken bones
Again & again til daybreak
Scarcely makes a sound
Possess supernatural powers
Caused death
In the ded vast middle of the night
Shadowy reminders
There's no one in sight
Slain infants still dead
In their mother's womb
Torments, witches, bitches
Beasts
All the same
Internal, external, nocturnal
No one will remain
Revolution in their night
The children start to march
They hate a world in which they have
To live in
The hatreds in their hearts
They're tired of being pushed around
And told just what to do
Fight a world until they burn
And love goes following through
Children of tomorrow days
See them fall today
Will the sunlight of tomorrow
Bring them peace in anyway
Watch the world within the shadow
Of atomic fear
Will they win the fight for peace
Or will they dissapear?
Oh, you children of the grave
Listen to what I say
If you want a better place to live in
Spread the world today
Show the world
That love is still the life,
You must be brave
Oh, you children of today
[instrumental]
Lifeless bodies encaused in red
Total destination undetermined
Rigormortis sets in rotted flesh
Delusive immortality preserved
Bitch until he's dead
Funeral bitch
Bitch until you'r dead
You fuckin' bitch
Memories of a lifetime
All moments destroyed
Total alienation your reward
Rigormortis sets in rotted flesh
Left us midway through
A cowardly way out
The alcoholic way
A loser there's no doubt
A weakling in disguise
He's 31 years old
Supported by his friends
He'll never leave his home
Guided by his peers
A follower at best
Success his only fear
He'll never lead the rest
His demon is his crutch
In life he has no clue
Consuming way to much
And acting like a fool
Left us midway through
A cowardly way out
The alcoholic way
A loser there's no doubt
A weakling in disguise
He's 31 years old
Supported by his friends
Implement, irreligion yellowbrick roads
Atheist, nonbelievers do they suppose
Fantasies concrete pillars demonic play
Warranty souls forgotten, could we expire
The rime is thin
Submerged in sin
Will they transpire
The lake of fire
Diligent perseverance, earthly unrest
Cautiously many footsteps, could be the last
Age ascends quick upon us, who will descend
Questions of life external, who'll reprimand
The rime is thin
Submerged in sin
Will they transpire
The lake of fire
Implement, irreligion yellowbrick roads
Atheist, nonbelievers do they suppose
Fantasies concrete pillars demonic play
Warranty souls forgotten, could we expire
The rime is thin
Submerged in sin
Will they transpire
Latitudinarian, the minds open
Latitudinarian, the minds spoken
Sacrifice
Hypnotise
Justify
Bathe in blood
Sympathise
Exorcise
Empathise
Rituals
Rituals
Latitudinarian, the minds open
Latitudinarian, the minds spoken
Crucify
Sanctify
Multiply
Religious wars
Disinfect
Resurrect
In affect
Principals
Latitudinarian, the minds open
Latitudinarian, the minds spoken
Latitudinarian, it's pathetic
Worth more dead
Worth more dead than alive
It's often said
The judgement of will will decide
Plot to kill
A feeling that we've been deprived
Those insurance policies
Forcing murder violently
We've assumed the monthly plan
We're accustomed to demand
Money spent
The bills of the trust must be paid
Sickness bent
The worth of the man not his fate
Those insurance policies
Forcing murder violently
We've assumed the monthly plan
We're accustomed to demand
Worth more dead
Worth more dead than alive
It's often said
The judgement of will will decide
What kind of god is senseless and weak
A product of mans own disease
Tormenting with lust, hatred and envy
A product of weakness that is worshipped daily
Funeral full of enemies
Watch the family gather stones
Funeral full of enemies
Victimised I'm left alone
What kind of god would just overlook this
What kind of god is just simply so sick
What kind of god could we put our thrust in
What kind of god is so ruthless and vain
Funeral full of enemies
The finger points to only one
Funeral full of enemies
They shift the blame to only one
What kind of god would just overlook this
What kind of god is just simply so sick
What kind of god could we put our thrust in
What kind of god is so ruthless and vain
Funeral full of enemies
Watch the family gather stones
Funeral full of enemies
Victimised I'm left alone
What kind of god would just overlook this
What kind of god is just simply so sick
What kind of god could we put our thrust in
Pushed aside and left behind
Used again a second time
Built my trust and slipped away
Just to call another day
Used, Abuse, Misused, You loose
Erased, Misplaced, Disgraced, You've changed
A pedestal of godliness
Pulled the rug under my feet
Used, Abuse, Misused, You loose
Unknown soldier
We know not his name
Fought for this country
Death was his game
Promises of freedom
He tried to obtain
Shot down in glory
Lifeless remains
Powerful brutality
Caused by pain and deceit
Fought for all you're freedom
So you could be saved
In this great country
The land of the brave
Killed by the thousands
Nameless headstones
They're still remembered
Nuclear war, Earth drops it's floor
Bodies will pour
Re-entry & destruction
Soldiers don't fight
Can't stop this fight
No future in sight
Re-entry & destruction
As the worlds of hatred
Passed between the two super powers
Of the world
Existing terms of peace, were broken
Governmental leaders heard not the cries
For peace
Only the cries ot their pride
Screaming out for world-wide
Recognition & glory
World-wide panic spread through-out-the-world
As the holocaust was unleashed
Burning bodies cried out of pain
As the nucler war-heads crushed the Earth
And everything surrounding it
The Earth is destroyed
The final fight, Satan's delight
There's no light
Re-entry & destruction
Who knows whose wrong
Survive will the strong
Who knows how long before
Chorus:
Brother's analyzing it
Other's strategizing it
416 or 905 who got the liver shit
Holocaust and homicidal shit rap scholar
Off the Walla, content heart Mic brawla
Brother's analyzing it
Other's strategizing it
416 or 905 who got the liver shit
Holocaust and homicidal shit rap scholar
Off the Walla, content heart mic brawla
Verse 1:
Peep the chemistry you niggaz couldn't fuck wit my legacy
Full court furry reign and microphone supremacy
First time my father breathed
Super star scholar seed Apollo creed notes'll make a brawler bleed
Rhyme record the microphone's a deadly murder weapon
Like Albe Shore's eyebrows shots be connecting
You ain't shit to me
Don't ever think of dissin' wit your sinistry
My ministry your wizardry writin' in calligraphy
Gothic my facial feature's like a prophet
You can't stop it I'm taking money out your pockets
I got crazy stamina far from an amateur
I'm representin Canada
Fuck you and your manager
I write smarter I strike harder
Brother's duck and cover up
Sorta like Clinton wit whitewater
Toronto golden child you know the dial
My flow is wild hitting Balboa style and never go to trial
The illa vet on the slicker set
Wit the bigger threat
I make a nigga flex
Fuck his bitch at the Cineplex
The rap champion from Brampton to the Hamptons
I keep the party ampin
Wit the mic temper tantrums
(Chorus)
Verse 2:
You pugilist or ludicrist
You either new to dis or taking buddah hits
I got the brain of 2 computer chips
(?) melly mel and dem
You'll never win, old school adrenaline
Verbal arsonist, larcenist slash narcissist
Rap styles nasty like a prostitute on jarvisist
Son I got the flyer brain
Rhymes so raw, I'm the brother who inspired Kane
Flow onto a higher plain
The beat maker, idol maker title taker
The fly flavor vocabulary skyscraper
Scam got the phater tracks
Tough like a battle cap
Props like word baccarat
Halifax and hacky sacks
Maestro's flavor's tight
I'm gonna reign tonight
Even Kanenites loves the way I flame the mic
Get the realist props at the meanest spots
Your girls on my jock you get tequila shots
Every time a needle drops
I be the rap savior from Asia to Malaysia
The 3 black kids from Yellowknife know I'm mega strife
Keep your eye on this rap scientist
Bitch niggaz still trying to do what I done in 89 and shit
(Chorus)
Verse 3:
Yo my dialogue brings attention
Sorta like the Shawshank redemption
I start adversaries wit the lyrics that I mention
I put a pro to shame niggaz know my name
Brother bow when they see me as if Jahova came
I got the betta shit forever slick
Peep the predicates
Bruce Banner grammar spray gamma ray
Don't make my sweater rip
I put a hoe in cheak
The microphone'll wreck
It's like a dime wit' no effect
Every time I blow connect
Fuck the calvelry I'm rolling wit the royal family
From Galilee to Bramely it's all about a salary
I eat you like a can o' Spam
I kick the framelan I slam a man
I ring more bells than Alexander Graham
Verbal Masicist who could flow as fast as this
Surpassing this fuck around your ass is hist'
It's a mystery
I be the first platinum act in history
I read the source article
Thanx for missing me
(Chorus)
Dean park, Dean park
My nigga Dime
My nigga Moses
featuring Percee P
Pray to the east, pray to the east...
Yeah
I got my man in the studio
One of the illest MC's in the world
Rhyme Inspector Percee P
Kick some flavor for 94, baby
Pray to the east, pray to the east
Before you fuck around, nigga, pray to the east ( 2x )
[ Percee P ]
Your skills lack while I'm still strapped
With real raps, and feel that I should kill wack
Niggas that peel caps and that ill crap
Bigger threat than you with your tec when I rip the set
Niggas get smoked like a cigarette, so hit the deck
Watch ya chin, nigga, Ho-chi-min when I rock my shit
When it comes to props I get lots of it
I can get Madonna, money, your threats are minor
And bet you find your girl with a wet pijama
Drippin with my cassette behind her
Got more band trail than your hand's sellin
Fans scalin, jam railin like it's Van Halen
Skills scored high on billboards, I kill frauds
Get real applausesteal broads' hearts at will force
Hate a mark, skills lay a squad, and pray to god
Don't say a hard verse worse than a plate of lard
Percee P wanted for first degree
Murder, since you heard it first from me, you worshipped me
Fuckin threat, you heard nothin yet
No need for buckin tecs, but rappers to duck in fret or upper-jet
Mastered art, yo, when I flow something drastic starts
Speed up a bastard's heart, great like jurassic park
I cut you up like a sharp machete blade
Swear to god, only card you can pull if it's Medicaid
Done with all this gun shit, fuck who you run with, son split
The only thing you shoot is your dick, and it comes quick
[ Maestro Fresh Wes ]
I'm like a bat outta hell tonight, niggas compell to bite
I swell the mic when I like, fatter than cellulite
I injure ears of engineers, sendin em into cheers
Bringin my peers into tears, don't interfere
Critics know I pack a wicked blow
I put you in a clinic, so forget it like Riddick Bowe
Nigga, go to hell, I flow so well
Find another brother or mother or hoe to tell
Or a bro to jeal', how's my jam gonna sell? Very well
I send you back because you bring the wack
I'm into rap, I interact with empty tracks
Locked in, wack muthafuckas are blockin
The Top 10 while the black radio jocks spin
The calmer vibe, the modified
I like the harder side, Jeffrey Dahmer tried, but died
More words than a hour of scrabble, I got the power to battle
Skadaddle or get devoured like the Tower of Babel
Adversaries are snotty, some compare me to Gotti
I bury a body, then carry a shotie
The maestro rips the psycho shit
Brain like a microchip, and I'ma excite you with
The smoother rhythm, sendin mad crews to prison
Who choose to listen while I use my U-4 missiles
Collectin the pesos from a stage show
Gettin fellatio from a h-o (why) because I say so
My ratio expands as I wreck lands
Makin def jams like Redman and X Clan
I'ma nail the genitalia from Australia to Somalia
Cause I'm smooth, just like a sailor
I damage em all, bitches give me casual calls
I'm slammin and jammin and rammin they vaginal walls
Drums are fat over funky tracks
Like Perce every verse could make your lung collapse
I'm extra-nice, who's next to slice?
Before you step to mics, nigga, check with christ
You better
Pray to the east, pray to the east
Before you fuck around nigga pray to the east...
[Maestro]
This joint's dedicated to all emcees
Yo, stay focused with this
A'ight
Stay strong, stay dedicated
Maestro
Check it out, yo
Yeah yeah, yo
I'm still smashin' it
So compassionate
House of Commons want me on the cabinet
The graduate who got the phattest shit
I splatter shit
Niggas better scatter when I'm splashin' it
Flashin' it
Pass the record books and watch me shatter shit
I made the city hot
Rhymes makin' niggas drop
Even free-stylin' when CKLN was fifty watts
Then I built the strategy
Gradualy, I planned to be
The greatest from the city
Brothers started stabbin' me
Made your backbone slide to this, glide to this
Brothers jealous 'cause their sons couldn't shine like this
It ain't my fault that my song's phat
It ain't my fault that my pops loved my mom, black
I made the bomb track
Kids were jackin' for beats when my rap hit the streets
I went to church and even signed my autograph for the priest
When my track was released, you noticed me
Toronto prodigy of poetry
Even white chicks were faintin' over me
The flyer boss, toured like Diana Ross
It kills me when I see you young brothers tryin' to floss
You got a long way to go to keep the hip in the hop
I left in ninety two, it's like the fukin' industry stopped
But it's on, don't panic
Emcees stay frantic
It's automatic, we makin' audio dramatic
Lyrically I'm a bill, at the top of a hill
Show my sons how to chill, and make the city stand still
[Chorus: Wade O. Brown]
We're gonna make it happen
We're gonna make it shine
We're gonna make it happen
It's a race against our time
Oh, oh, oh
We're gonna make it happen
[Maestro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I remember when my pops took me to this lady
She said she couldn't beleive how many shady people wanna slay me
She said they wanna wreck you, they wanna wet you
But don't sweat it, your ancestors will protect you
Many nights I woke up, frozen stiff, couldn't move
Stayed calm, bible open on the twenty third song
Who could it be now
A brother that I ripped, an old school shorty that I used to hit
(go figure)
In life I learned cats'll try to hurt you
That's why I gotta stay tight with my family, and keep a small circle
Many broads said to me, that my seed they wanted to carry
Didn't love me at all
But to shine, they wanted to marry
Sayin' "let's sex tonight", but I'm a skeptic type
It's a rougher world
That's why it's tough to trust a girl
Never the less I'm maintainin', with pure determination
Two junos, plus ten nominations
No way I'm gonna crumble, I stayed humble
I reminisce when K-4CE teamed up with MC Rumble
T-dot, nineteen eighty six, turned the party out
Gave love, but didn't have to sweat the brothers down south
It's on, don't panic, emcees stay frantic
It's automatic, we makin' audio dramatic
Lyrically I'm a bill, at the top of a hill
Show my sons how to chill, and make the city stand still
[Chorus]
[Wade O. Brown]
I know, for sure
That we're bound to make it
In time, we'll find
It's the sky of ?????
Oh oh oh
We're gonna make it happen
We're gonna make it, We're gonna make it
[Maestro]
Yeah
You could never make the city smile
You're Conway Twitty style
Silly pile for real
You ain't a willy child
I cap your dome, everytime I rap alone
Plus the way I chaperones, make the feds tap a phone
I elevated you, you know who educated you
Peace to Ron Nelson, he put me on in eighty two
Now I'm comin' back
I got the stunning tracks
Spreadin' love to all my peeps and show the younger cats
Hit 'em with the phattest songs
Fuck the sprint, it's a marathon
I seen alot of shit, now I'm passin' it on
I love Redman and Naughty shit
But now I'm on some Barry Gordy shit
I need another forty hit
It's on, don't panic
Emcees stay frantic
It's automatic, we makin' audio dramatic
Lyrically I'm a bill, at the top of a hill
Show my sons how to chill, and make the city stand still
It's on, don't panic
Emcees stay frantic
It's automatic, we makin' audio dramatic
Lyrically I'm a bill, at the top of a hill
Show my sons how to chill, and make the city stand still
[Chorus]
(Sugar, sugar, sugar) ( 4x )
It's like a hot fudge drippin down
Drippin down, drippin
You got me trippin
I'm almost slippin
Genuine, one of a kind
Brown
(Sugar, sugar, sugar)
[ VERSE 1 ]
As I walk into the room, it's easy to assume
A brother like me loves the girls with a boom
Coolin with my fellas, talkin how we makin ends
Walkin through the 'valley of the skins' like my nigga Trendz
Seen a hot dame, I had to kick game
Not a regular type of hottie I be seein on the train
Voluptous, I was presumtuous
So I had to step up, step up, step up to this
She said, "You can't handle this
I'm livin far from scandalous
I don't drink beers, don't smoke cannabis
Don't need a man for shit
I'm an independent chick
Salt-N-Pepa type of heffa, yeah, I'm on my own dick
Never actin pompous, I'm strictly conscious
Got goals in life that I'm tryin to accomplish
A real good looker, far from a hooker
My first name's Brown and my last name is Sugar"
[ CHORUS ]
[ VERSE 2 ]
You shoulda seen it, hops, she raised my eyebrows
The way the titties went bang and that ass went pow
She said, "My hair's always done, nails always polished
Got knowledge, plus I go to a all-girl college"
I had to step in and started tellin her
"Baby look, all-girl college pussy ain't no better than the regular"
( Laughter ) She started laughin and said I was cute
But I ain't cute, you're cute with that skin-tight suit
You see what I'm sayin, I wasn't sweatin her
But my game was on point cause I was gettin her
Wettin her, lettin her
Check me out with her retina
Scopin that ass just like a predator
She said, "Wes, you're a real cool brother
Damn, why didn't I met you earlier this summer?"
I asked why, she said, "You got mad flavs
But I'm goin back to college and I leave in two days
But don't get me wrong, word to my moms
I'll be back for Thanksgiving, so you know I put you on"
You know I had a front like I was chillin
But deep down inside "Let's hit in now, money, fuck Thanksgiving"
I said, "Baby doll, don't play
You know a brother like me gives thanks every day"
She said, "Don't even try it, I'm far from a hooker
My first name's Brown and my last name is Sugar
[ CHORUS ]
No additives, no preservatives
Strictly
(Sugar, sugar, sugar)
A granulated, often imitated, never duplicated brown
(Sugar, sugar, sugar)
No saccharin, no equal or sequel
(Sugar, sugar, sugar)
A granulated, often imitated, never duplicated brown
(Sugar, sugar, sugar)
That's right
[ VERSE 3 ]
She said, "Wes, don't look at me as just sexual
I mean, I know I look good, but shit, I'm also intellectual
I caught ya peepin my behind
But we got so much in common, let our minds intwine"
"I hear what you're sayin," is what I told her
"And it seems like you got a good head on your shoulders
And yeah, I must admit that your style's slick
But fuck that Janet-Jackson-Let's-Wait-A-While shit"
She said, "The more we talk, the more I'm with this
But don't get me mixed up with all these other bitches
I just met you, I ain't with it, but I'll admit it
When I come back I might let you hit it
I can't play myself and look soft
Cause in 1994 you know I'm comin off
I got my act down pat, proud of bein black
Don't need a nigga for jack, and my pockets stay fat
A real good looker, far from a hooker
My first name's Brown and my last name's Sugar"
[ CHORUS]
Chours:
1 o'clock, 2 o'clock, 3 o'clock rock
to the beat that I drop when I flip my hip-hop
put this in yo' collection
Fresh Wes without a rhyme is like certs without the retsyn
I'm coming straight out of Canada
far from an amateur
LT's my DJ, Flex is my manager
I flow so nice so they're calling me the Maestro
just pass the microphone
fuck the light show
real rap is in effect
and I'm out to get wrecked on the mic-mec
when I make a mic-check
not on the sloppy tip
I'm harder than a hockey stick
exciting niggas like Italian's in a Rocky flick
Adrian
watch me flow slow or flow fast
I'll even make a Spanish brother say no mass
I'm wrecking you, disconecting you, disrespecting you
hold your smoking ass cheap shit, it'll eventually catch up to you
I can make the phony retire, tendoroni perspire
she's on my back like my name's Jacobey and Myer,
(what's your name?)
it's Fresh-Wes with the sweeter beats
I make you smile like the brother on the red box of cream of wheat
chorus
I got more rhymes than Brits in a cathedral
my cerebral is lethal
nobody's equal, my people
wanna hear a funky new style so get with it
no dibby-dibby-dibby MC's are permitted
I'm wrecking it good
(what else)
collecting, injecting, and checking it good
(where?)
Lake Edna or your neck of the woods
I'm getting more blow than Chuck Mangeony
not a phony
but Joanie wanted me for holy matrimony
girls like my flavor cause I jam harder
let's have a nice quiet date
you, me, and my camcorder
it's like a power-burst, I'm more than just an hours worth
I get down and dirty, but uh honey
take a shower first
you can't tell me that the bro's soft,
I do the cabbage patch, butterfly, and boggle with my clothes off
but that's a different chapter
I've even got more rhymes than there's groupies of Jack the rapper,
on the microphone I slice you and make you say
(I knew his rhymes was phat, but his beats are kind of nice too)
now is the apocolypse
MC's are clocking this
they say they got skills but all I'm seeing is a flock of lips
acapella, or over a drum track
I'm funkier than a group of Jamacians after sun splash
chorus
the word Maestro is teacher in Italiano
I'm from Toronto, causing drama on the the verazono
so come and check a real pro
grab the peice of steal, yo
I make a Black activist say
(yes, that's my neigro)
when I said the mic's my peice I really meant it
so just like the Blue Jays, I'm out to win the pennant
so sucker chill, 'cause every head I struck I killed
oh, I don't know, is it just me, or am I really that fucking ill
chorus
Chorus:
Brother's analyzing it
Other's strategizing it
416 or 905 who got the liver shit
Holocaust and homicidal shit rap scholar
Off the Walla, content heart Mic brawla
Brother's analyzing it
Other's strategizing it
416 or 905 who got the liver shit
Holocaust and homicidal shit rap scholar
Off the Walla, content heart mic brawla
Verse 1:
Peep the chemistry you niggaz couldn't fuck wit my legacy
Full court furry reign and microphone supremacy
First time my father breathed
Super star scholar seed Apollo creed notes'll make a brawler bleed
Rhyme record the microphone's a deadly murder weapon
Like Albe Shore's eyebrows shots be connecting
You ain't shit to me
Don't ever think of dissin' wit your sinistry
My ministry your wizardry writin' in calligraphy
Gothic my facial feature's like a prophet
You can't stop it I'm taking money out your pockets
I got crazy stamina far from an amateur
I'm representin Canada
Fuck you and your manager
I write smarter I strike harder
Brother's duck and cover up
Sorta like Clinton wit whitewater
Toronto golden child you know the dial
My flow is wild hitting Balboa style and never go to trial
The illa vet on the slicker set
Wit the bigger threat
I make a nigga flex
Fuck his bitch at the Cineplex
The rap champion from Brampton to the Hamptons
I keep the party ampin
Wit the mic temper tantrums
(Chorus)
Verse 2:
You pugilist or ludicrist
You either new to dis or taking buddah hits
I got the brain of 2 computer chips
(?) melly mel and dem
You'll never win, old school adrenaline
Verbal arsonist, larcenist slash narcissist
Rap styles nasty like a prostitute on jarvisist
Son I got the flyer brain
Rhymes so raw, I'm the brother who inspired Kane
Flow onto a higher plain
The beat maker, idol maker title taker
The fly flavor vocabulary skyscraper
Scam got the phater tracks
Tough like a battle cap
Props like word baccarat
Halifax and hacky sacks
Maestro's flavor's tight
I'm gonna reign tonight
Even Kanenites loves the way I flame the mic
Get the realist props at the meanest spots
Your girls on my jock you get tequila shots
Every time a needle drops
I be the rap savior from Asia to Malaysia
The 3 black kids from Yellowknife know I'm mega strife
Keep your eye on this rap scientist
Bitch niggaz still trying to do what I done in 89 and shit
(Chorus)
Verse 3:
Yo my dialogue brings attention
Sorta like the Shawshank redemption
I start adversaries wit the lyrics that I mention
I put a pro to shame niggaz know my name
Brother bow when they see me as if Jahova came
I got the betta shit forever slick
Peep the predicates
Bruce Banner grammar spray gamma ray
Don't make my sweater rip
I put a hoe in cheak
The microphone'll wreck
It's like a dime wit' no effect
Every time I blow connect
Fuck the calvelry I'm rolling wit the royal family
From Galilee to Bramely it's all about a salary
I eat you like a can o' Spam
I kick the framelan I slam a man
I ring more bells than Alexander Graham
Verbal Masicist who could flow as fast as this
Surpassing this fuck around your ass is hist'
It's a mystery
I be the first platinum act in history
I read the source article
Thanx for missing me
(Chorus)
Dean park, Dean park
My nigga Dime
My nigga Moses
[Maestro]
Who be the brother with the harder rap, sippin' coniac
You catch a heart attack, rest your cardiac
I'm takin' over the game, like black quaterbacks
And guaranteed to put Toronto on the party map
Mr. Maes' in the flash, out to make a splash
Take Tyra to the bank, make Stacey wanna dash
Seen the gate open, I'll be there went it closes
Black Moses, slashing guns from the roses
Misdemeanor, blown up like Hiroshima
I love hip-hop like Scarface loved Gina
You're appluading this, astrologist
Words flex like a nidlest
I'm writin' words like a Novelist
Paragraph's gonna bury ya
Make the dance floor move like Jamiriquai
Get out the area
Take another blast of this nastiness, you blasphamis
Adversaries, they master this
Stylin', I'm a splash you, when I crash through
(Maestro's on the radio)
Crash crew knows I'm funky
Female rappers wanna hump me
Salt jumped me, I made Pepa wanna bungee
Knowing that my jams legit, banking chips
Fort Langdon chicks, love to see me in spankin' whips
Proper, I was the one who told Mase
Save Mariah with the chopper, certified Cheif Rocka
[Chorus: Maestro, LaToya & Miranda]
416 to the 905
Put your hands up in the air, move 'em side to side
(We don't stop y'all, can't stop y'all, ah T-dot y'all, we make it hot y'all)
And everybody in the place from east to west
Put your hands up in the air, move 'em right to left
(We gonna rock y'all, to the top y'all, you gotta..)
Come on, come on
[Maestro]
Yo yo yo
I put the afro in the desiac, you're feelin' that
Fans say "Wes, yo, where's the CD at?"
Makin' sure the deal's phat
Suckers try to flex, breakin' necks
Leave 'em bleedin' like a hemophyliac
Peep the way the Wes mingle, Toronto sex symbol
Honey jingle, dancin' to the next single
They be lovin' when I'm jammin' 'em
Wham bam, thank you ma'am
Knock 'em out, Rocky 3, Club Rolagin' 'em
Bringin' mass to the media, thedia
Rhymes iller than boulemia, laced with luekemia
Causin' pandemonium
Mad Sedonians know, I'm showin 'em
How to rock the auditorium
Vocally, I get high like Method Man and Reggie Noble be
Poetry, laced with my potency
Deadly with the loose leaf, 2-Rude produced beats
I chill out, ease back, like Kool Kieth
[Chorus]
[LaToya & Miranda]
Come on and do it
Do it
Yeah, come on, right
Come on and do it
What you wanna do?
Unh, what you gonna do?
Come on and do it
What you gonna do?
Maestro, what you gonna do?
[Maestro]
I got all these beats and a rhyme's attatched
Formin' a creation you just can't match
2-Rude got the rythym, and I rock mics
We takin' airpline flights, at huge heights
We make it hot like a suana
More dope than marijuana
Metaphors got kick like Maradona
Like King Solomon, when I start polyin'
The whole metropolitan will start followin'
(the mad flavor kicker)
Script flipper, rockin' on the higher set
Watch how hot the fire get
I score wit' crazy chicks
Get 'em open like a Martin Scorcese flick
Then I split to another spot (where?)
T to the dot, O to the 'nother dot
Know who makes the party hot
[Chorus]
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
[Chorus]
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
[Chorus]
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
[Maestro]
Who be the brother with the harder rap, sippin' coniac
You catch a heart attack, rest your cardiac
I'm takin' over the game, like black quaterbacks
And guaranteed to put Toronto on the party map
Mr. Maes' in the flash, out to make a splash
Take Tyra to the bank, make Stacey wanna dash
Seen the gate open, I'll be there went it closes
Black Moses, slashing guns from the roses
Misdemeanor, blown up like Hiroshima
I love hip-hop like Scarface loved Gina
You're appluading this, astrologist
Words flex like a nidlest
I'm writin' words like a Novelist
Paragraph's gonna bury ya
Make the dance floor move like Jamiriquai
Get out the area
Take another blast of this nastiness, you blasphamis
Adversaries, they master this
Stylin', I'm a splash you, when I crash through
(Maestro's on the radio)
Crash crew knows I'm funky
Female rappers wanna hump me
Salt jumped me, I made Pepa wanna bungee
Knowing that my jams legit, banking chips
Fort Langdon chicks, love to see me in spankin' whips
Proper, I was the one who told Mase
Save Mariah with the chopper, certified Cheif Rocka
Maestro]
Maestro
This joint over here is dedicated to all the single mommys
All the single mommys worldwide, this is for y'all
Maestro, just hold your head
For real, check this shit out
You're a black Mona Lisa named Tanisha
Bonafide features
Aires' my sign, you're a libre
Got my open on your Etheopian attitude
Your body queen of the empire, I feel your fire
Your eyes are hazel, and everytime that your perform graze my nasal
I wanna french kiss your naval
Got the joint I wanna put a lock on, box I wanna knock on
Give me a finger one time, I'll put a rock on
I used to dick many, I stick plenty
Now I sit back, relax, cool out
And meditate on a life I never thought of before
You got me open, look what's happenin'
I'll thoughts are vanishin'
I'm managin' to formulate goals and plans
Plus I know your daughter love me
'Cause everytime I leave your crib she wanna hug me
But don't sweat it, I'll treat her like my own
You're not alone, let's build a home
I'm in the zone
[Chorus: Jason Simmons]
We got it sewn, baby
We got it sewn
You're never alone
'Cause we got it sewn
[Maestro]
You make me wanna effervess when I hit your treasure chest
Never fess, finish college though, boo
Just one semester left
And they'll never be a cuter nurse, that's how I feel
It's me and you against the universe, you know the deal
I represent the land, you represent the water
Motivated by your strength, plus the way you raise your daughter
(on the real) She's a part of me, 'cause she's a party of you
To start a family, is what I wanna do
a lot of niggas can get a single mother stressed
Get the child attatched, then the brothers wanna jet
You know my repitoire, I'll never leave you
'Cause you're top-notch
Just like the cutie that my pops got
I hold it down with your crib still
I taught your daughter how to read and plus I'll help you keep your fridge
fill
So study hard, I got your back, you're not alone
Let's build a home, I'm in the zone
[Chorus]
[Jason Simmons]
I'll be the shoulder you can cry on
I'll always be around
No need to worry 'bout a thing
I'll never let you down
We got it sewn
[Maestro]
I never met a greater dime, you were made to shine
Single motherhood ain't easy, but you keep your state of mind
A special friend to me, your ebony shell is heavenly
Your pedigree, your feminity is givin' me energy
To make a flyer plan, movin' to a higher land
Fuck walkin' behind, boo, you walk beside your man
That's what the others say, but you got another way
Don't get out of bed, sweetheart, happy mothers day
You know the deal, I got your back, you're not alone
We got it sewn, Let's build a home
I'm in the zone
All the single mommys, just hold your head
Mr. Maes' signing out now
F/ Infinite
[Maestro]
Yeah
What you want what you want what you want
I'm Mr. Maest, and Infinite
CHORUS [Singers??] (Maestro) {Infinite
We got what you want
(Whatcha whatcha whatcha want)
We got what you need all night (all night)
We got what you want, (Mr. Maest in the place)
(You know we came wid it, we came wid it)
We got what you want
(Whatcha whatcha whatcha want)
We got what you need all night (all night)
We got what you want, {Infinite in the place
{Yo we came wid it, we came wid it
[Maestro]
I'm like the honorable Allajah, Mohammed
I throw knowledge, my flow solid, poetry so polished
Hit the 3 with 60, flowing infinitely
I got to get mine, Lockdown's rolling with me
Selling smash in the set
From Cataract to Quebec
You jepardizing like you're Alex Trebek
The penetration of my rhyme is like a hollow head
Your head's hollow, brothers wilding
I'm guiding your lift, making you follow
Ain't no stopping me or blocking me
I made the trigger fornicate with the nometry
Shining astronomically
I serenade with black roses
Spit explosives, you can't approach this
I leave your coma where your toes is
Rappers are hopeless, I told you stick to your vision
But the devil made you lose your focus
You didn't notice, this is T-Dot to Lebanon
Forever strong, we seperate your head
From you arm leg leg arm
CHORUS
[Infinite]
Yo, you first hear speaking, you ward(?) like wrong reason
Hold decent, grey smoke like clothes reakin
Hill beaken, like them hollow pipes leaking
Foreworks get lit up like long weekends
Some get hit with life trageties
And develop a gangster mentality, salute to my family
I'm long taking, bigorous like bloddy aprons
Boast with your own dose to tell your own people adios
That ice with your sleeve on it and that chain with your name on it
Light up the sky with your brain on it
It's all that I know, so that the way I come on it
It's all that I know, so you could put my f***ing name on it
Maest and Inf platinum hit with the flame on it
Rexdaily on it, send my blood with the aim on it
Spread out the six, those two commas and rain on it
And next year double the same on it
(yo yo, yo yo)
Yeah
Here's some food for thought
(you love to hear the story, again and again)
[Chorus]
This is the shit that niggas die for
The shit they breath for
Sweat and cry for
Sacrafice their life for
Civlized turned to savages
Mainly out for lavish gifts
Check the story, check the story
This is the shit that niggas pray for, every night
And take bullets ricochet
Some would even slay for
Civilized turned to savages
Mainly out for lavish gifts
Check the story, check the story
Yo, I knew a brother named G
G was heavy weight
Niggas tried to emulate
Sellin' weight's how he did it
Out to make another G
Never finger-printed
Neighborhood drug lord, he'd make you say
(G) how'd he do it?
Had the blocked locked down
Pullin' levers out for treasures
Like black ceaser with the ledges
G smoked Benson off his hedges
Crack conisour, ghetto godfather
Got you checkin' out the saga
I remember when he made a few bucks
They called him Poo, but
That was way before he blew up
He grew up
But still he wasn't easy
G was movin' speedy
His team started to say
(This mother fucker's gettin' greedy)
Already had a Lex, man Dan was vexed
Didn't like the way he started to flex
(what the fuck's he gettin' vexed?)
Club hoppin', takin' his whip shoppin'
G'd forgotten his team, now his teams plottin'
To stop him
Making mad dough like Pablo
>From sellin' mad blow
But he didn't wanna share the cash flow
So the same old niggas that rode and strolled wit' him
(what'd they do, man?)
Put a fuckin' hole in 'em
[Chorus]
I knew a brother named O
A super pimp nigga
Had hookers on the stroll
He'd make you wanna say (oh oh)
Making pesos
Every single time an H-O would give felecio
(to who?)
Every Tom, Dick or Pedro
Wit' a sentence
I seen him turn a seven day eventess into an apprentince
Many wifes into wenches
Renlentless
Met a freak on a Sunday, buy her a chocolate sundae
Have a fun day, by Monday, she's on the runway
Then he met a chick named Candace by the Church of St. Agnus
Planned his attack, now little Candace sports spandex
Crazy pompous, he never had a concious
When Candace fucked his money up, Candace was unconcious
The nigga flipped on a dime
(What'd he do, son?)
He gave the girl more lumps than Thelma's outmeal from good times
When she came to, that was it, she was fed
(What'd she do?)
pull out a twenty two and shot him in the head
[Chorus]
I knew a brother named D
Livin' on the edge
Knew how to make papes, but he didn't know the ledge
Made a pledge to be the top baller
(and) street baller
Made cash in large portions
A fortune of extortion
And embezelment
D was never hesitant to stage a heist
He'd raise the price to take a life
Jewelry always glazin' nice
Leavin' folks in broken arms
D was always totin' johns
(did he ever read the bible?)
Nah, D was never po' in songs
Strictly out for makin' cabbage
He'd break and damage
His estate was lavish
Coke up his nasal passage
One day, he sat and realized the lives that he took
For the first time in his life, even D got shook
He went on hands and knees
And asked forgivness from Johova
But it was too late
He'd mixed the coke-stra with the nose-stra
He tried to leave the city
Tried to run from his job
He tried to turn his life around
He couldn't run from the mob
They found him, tied him up, 'bout to fill him with led
But before they took his life, check the words that they said
[Chorus]
(yo)
(G...O...D)
Yo, brothers ain't seen what I seen in this game son
Been in this game a long, long, long time
Still strivin' though
Yo, ninety nine
It's the visine baby, it's the visine
I build with Israelites, Rastafarians, God bodies
F-o-y, sony, Muslims, T.O. to Brooklyn
Many nights in Bedsty, blazin' trees out in Cali
With brothers from frat, sippin' henny, mad friendly
Got Toronto's rap title to Maracitles
Met Quincy Jones in eighty nine, that's my idol
Chicks from every nationality, showin' hospitality
Grabbin' me, showin' mad love in the club
Listen, check my rendition
Performed for royalty and politicians
Even done shows with the greatest emcees of all time
I was the one who used to say (eighty nine is mine)
I've seen a lot of valleys, I've seen a lot of peaks
I've seen the bitter with the sweet, victory and defeat
Sometimes I fell, but a voice kept saying
Son, stick to your vision, peep the composition
[Chorus]
(these eyes) seen a lot of shame in the game
(these eyes) seen a lot of pain with the fame
(these eyes) seen a lot of highs and lows, but that's just the way life goes
(these eyes) seen my name written in lights
(these eyes) I seen a lot of things in my life
(these eyes) seen a lot of highs and lows, but that's just the way life goes
I grab the microphone, like the priest does a roseary
Johova be shinin' when clouds are over me
So I recelect, remember Kid Capri
On BLS played my joint when I heard protect ya neck
Back in ninety two, but let's go back to eighty eight
Flemington, Don Mills and Negleton
Makin' beats with S and gellin' them
Remember when you labels wasn't feelin' me
Next year changed the scenery, gave birth to your energy
Toa, Ice-T and Public Enemy
Much gave me love, you niggas had to envy me
Couldn't stand to see a brother shine
Player haters always workin' overtime
I seen a lot of valleys, I seen a lot of peaks
I seen the bitter with the sweet, victory and defeat
Sometimes I fell, but a voice kept sayin'
Son, stick to your vision, peep the composition
[Chorus]
Yo, people used to say Wes, wake up, stop dreamin'
Your fantasize, fuck the rappin', it won't happen
I paid my dues, brothers seen me sacrafice
Another song in the key of life
Mr. Maes' got the iller track, I did a three sixty
Seen God starin' in the mirror, black
I figured that if I stayed focus, when situations seemed hopeless
I'm elevatin', breakin' the spell of satan
I want my lyrics written out like esco
To show the rap world how the industry slept
So when I'm gone, the parable will carry on
Young cats can sitback, puff tron, cool out, and sing along
I seen a lot of valleys, I seen a lot of peaks
I seen the bitter with the sweet, victory and defeat
Sometimes I fell, but a voice kept sayin'
Son, stick to your vision, stick to your vision
I seen a lot of valleys, I seen a lot of peaks
I seen the bitter with the sweet, victory and defeat
Sometimes I fell, but a voice kept sayin'
Son, stick to your vision, out
Choclair]
Now on the twenty sixth
The day after the holyest
I met this dark skinned black
Girl that was stacked
Brown eyes that mesmorized my mind and kept me locked
Doing night rides, just make a pit stop at Bluffers Park
Watch the sun rise, sick and I, then we hit the thighs
We can do it all, then we did it all, had a ball
Going out for dinner with these candlelights crackin'
Making love on the beach straight up, like spankin' it
I love the ruby red lips, Onyx skin color
Liked her more than all the others
For real, she's my lady
My strip bonafide, at times, drove me crazy
But never think twice to make a man feel nice
Cooked me a gold curry with some peas and rice
There was other girls around, but she would suffice
See, people called me whipped when I was at John Paul
But when my sugar cane hit the sugar walls that was all
The domes for the back, when sweat touched the wall
She's the quintessential
Pedistal she was on
Held the monumental
It's no lie, in my eye she's a diamond in the ruff
Kept her buff, so she shine
[Chorus: In Essence]
You make me feel like I'm all in love
You are the only one I think of
Quintessential love, quintessential love
You are the only one
Make me feel so in love
Quintessential love, quintessential love
[Black-1]
Sippin' Bailey, smokin' sess when I first met you
Steady flashin', I be askin'
What's your name, what's your sign, who you with
If you don't mind Miss Quintessential
A perfect physical facial
Swap digits, plan dates, yo we hit late shows
Went down to Lake Shore, my chocolate Laura Secord
At the seaport, aires earthborn, independent
Make bucks, when we argue, make enough for sure
Room three, constolation resort
Me, my philly, sight see mega city ends
caramel complex, coconut skin
Feelings for you, you make a brother wanna sing (what)
You make a brother wanna sing
[Chorus]
[Maestro]
It's unanimous
G-O-D got his hand in this
no televangelist can hang with this and do his thing with this
Honey got the meanest style, the sweetest smile
Body from the amazon, face from the Fuji Isle
Her name's Tina-ray, father was a green beret
I went to Lamarou, she went to Cedebrey
Nothing's purer, she stimulated my medula
Luteniat Uhura, rock, it shines like a jewler
On the down low, she might smoke a little wreffer
Watchin' Living Single when Latifah play Khadijah
Other brothers try to cash it
But honeys got assets like Angela Bassett
Chicken heads could never match it
Very ambitious, funny and affectionate
In public she's a lady, in bed, we triple-xin' it
Even mom loves her, she's gettin' mega props
She's forever hot, plus she cooks a mean pepper pot
A hype lover, she'd make a nice mother
She got me open, like Toni Braxton on the vibe cover
She's sweet as candy, always understand me
I take her by the hand and we skate like Ty and Randy
Her magic glass hole, got me tellin' the truth
Her braclets plot my game, so I couldn't seduce
She kissed me on the cheek and told me simple and plain
On her birthday, she wanted an invisible plane
There is a star
there is a star
there must be one
whatever you wish it will be done
and if you believe the stars always shinin'
There is a star
there is a star
there must be one
whatever you wish it will be done
and if you believe the stars always shinin'
There is a star....
There is a star....
In a time where the sun descends alone
I ran a long long way from home
To find a heart that’s made of stone
I will try’ I just need a little time
To get your face right out of my mind
To see the world through different eyes
Every time I see you oh I try to hide away
But when we meet it seems I can’t let go
Every time you leave the room I feel I’m fading like a
flower
Tell me why
When I scream there’s no reply
When I reach out there’s nothing to find
When I sleep I break down and cry
Cry’ yeah
Every time I see you oh I try to hide away
But when we meet it seems I can’t let go
Every time you leave the room I feel I’m fading like a
flower
Fading like a rose
Fading like a rose
Beaten by the storm
Talking to myself
Getting washed by the rain
It’s such a cold cold town
Oh’ it’s a such cold town
Every time I see you oh I try to hide away
But when we meet it seems I can’t let go
Every time you leave the room I feel I’m fading like a
Take me to the stars
On the wings of love
Together we fly so high
Forever you and I
Take me far away
We laeve the world today
Together we touch the sky
Hearts gone astray
Keeping her when they go
I went away
Just when you needed me so
you wont regret
I'll come back begging you
forgive forgets
where's the love we once knew
Open up your eyes
Then you'll realize
Here I stand with my
Everlasting love
Need you by my side
girl to be my pride
You'll never be denied
Everlasting love
From the very start
Open up your heart
Feel the love you've got
Everlasting love
This love will last forever
This love will last forever
Hearts gone astray
Keeping her when they go
I went away
Just when you needed me so
You won't regret it
I'll come back begging you
Don't you forget
Welcome love we once knew
Yeah
Where life's river flows
No one really knows
There's someone left to show
The way to lasting love
Like the sun it shines
Endlessly it shines
You always will be mine
Eternal love
Where other love's went wrong
Ours would still be strong
We'd have our own
Everlasting love
This love will last forever
This love will last forever
Open up your eyes
Then you'll realize
Here I stand with my
Everlasting love
Need you by my side
Come and be my pride
Never be denied
Everlasting love
From the very start
Open up your heart
Feel the love you've got
Everlasting love
Everlasting love
Everlasting love
You light up another cigarette
And I pour the wine
It's four o'clock in the morning
And it's start..
You light up another cigarette
and I pour the wine
It's four o'clock in the morning
and it's starting to get light
Now I'm right where I want to be
Losing track of time
But I wish that it was still last night
Baby you know that I feel
Baby you know that I feel
Baby you know
Baby you know, I feel for you
The sun is calling
Just another break of day
I am crawling
Closer just to hear you say
If you're falling
Even if the sky falls down
I'll come running
To lift you off to higher ground
Baby you know I've tried
But feelings I can't hide
It's written in my eyes
That I feel.. for you
I feel.. for you
I feel, I feel
I feel..
I feel..
We are gliding
Close enough to kiss the sky
The sun is rising
And we are climbing mountains high
If you're falling
Even if the sky falls down
I'll come running
To lift you off to higher ground
Baby you know that I feel
Baby you know that I feel
Baby you know, I feel
Baby you know, I feel for you
I feel.. for you
I feel, I feel
I feel, I feel
I feel, I feel
Hey you, out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?
Hey you, standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey you, dont help them to bury the light
Dont give in without a fight.
Hey you, out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?
Hey you, with you ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, Im coming home.
But it was only fantasy.
The wall was too high,
As you can see.
No matter how he tried,
He could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.
Hey you, standing in the road
Always doing what youre told,
Can you help me?
Hey you, out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you, dont tell me theres no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall.
[click of tv being turned on]
Well, only got an hour of daylight left. better get
started
Isnt it unsafe to travel at night?
Itll be a lot less safe to stay here. youre fathers
gunna pick up our trail before long
Can loca ride?
Yeah, I can ride... magaret, time to go! maigret, thank
you for everything
Goodbye chenga
Goodbye miss ...
So for the second time Skillz I need to shout at you my friend
Cause that time of year has come around here again
Plus a bunch of people round from my ends are telling me
They want the UK rap up for 2010
Now N-DUBz campaigned for bullying to quit
Until Dappy's voicemail of him bullying a chick
Though they proved it wasn't time up yet
With 3 number one albums in a row, that defines success
The Plan B's in need of a celebration
For real, his whole years been reeking of elevation
From movie screens across the nation
To having kids who can't read search for the meaning of defamation
This year a lot of decisions were hard to make
Like who's a better singer? Cher Lloyd or Chardonnay
Haye versus Harrison actually got us hype
Until we watched it like, wait, this is actually not a fight
It looked wrong like my chipped up teeth
It lasted about as long as that Lowkey and Chipmunk beef
The underground handed back packs
And while Giggs proved critics wrong
And showed them all what the cat dragged in
As for Englands performance at the World Cup
The way them man played, it felt like they never even turned up
Who else felt Rooney should have stepped aside for good?
Instead this fool got caught doing the Tiger Woods
George Micheal? drinking and driving
And I'm telling you as if that's surprising
We learnt most are messy with their business
And also to never introduce John Terry to the missus
Before Wikileaks were trying to bring the truth
Charlie Sloth was blasting off with them Fire in the Booths
Salute to you for showing talent matters
As long as you promise to never invite? rappers
The Pope paid a little visit
That cost the country 20 mill and most are still waiting for the visit
? the voice on that girl was annoying as hell and made you want to poisen yourself
She still gained respect from most people
And big up to Rinse FM for going legal
There's a Royal Marriage on the way
But I swear there's more excitement at the fact it means we get another Bank holiday
Before that great news from Kate and William
Who remembers giggling to Caramels no chicken wings
You see KG or Marston, thank them, they had us all laughing at Shadrack and The Man Dem
While independant artists struggled to make a wager,
MP's like David? were making paper
We learnt even politicans twist there rules
The same year we found out being a dickheads cool
Finally Big Brother is disappeared now
I say that like that's something we really care about
The truth is, we'll just have to face it
Cause even those who hate it, were trapped in the X-factor matrix
Everyone has gon nuts and washed up
Them autotune and miming fiasco's didn't stop much
I should be making this up
But ironically Ironik found twitter to be the pain in butt
Dubstep blazed the competition, everybody and their Gran knows the words now to Katy on The Mission.
While Magnetic man got the peoples love too
Pro Green showed he was a Monster in the jungle.
That's gotta mean that's he's big
Man you see what he did with that next level 360 vid
How that was done still baffled me
But not as much as Mobos getting rid of the DJ category
Sov felt that it was time that she came out
Ireland was in need of a financial bailout
England won the cricket 'cause Pakistan were paid to lose
And it's true a lot of rappers started making moves
From what I saw though, this guy was everywhere
So we can't deny that '010 was Tinie Tempah's year
The kid was living large, he made us Pass Out and then get Frisky
As if it was Written In The Stars
Plus he bought Labrinth out the background
Which truly let the sun shine with clear skies no ash cloud
Even Simon Cowell had to respect his vision
Signed him up with no need for reality television
Award for most twitter beef besides a lot of laughter
Well that's got to go to Grimes God-Father
He made the net go a little bit wild
Even more so when he uploaded them zip files
And while people joined Twitter cause of Wiley
Skepta got the go ahead to introduce Diddy on a grime beat
Tinchy still remains kosher
He bought the big players on the field then showed us it's Game Over
While Craig David was still taking time out
Ricky Hatton got caught doing the Amy Winehouse
And speaking of snow, that hit us hardcore
And became more reliable than public transport
Aggro Santos was eating kangeroo meat
I mean on TV and it really was a kangeroo's meat
?, award to Jessie J for breaking through to show us all
She can Do It Like A Dude
From independant turning major
Now she's bout to do more damage then the Peckham terminator
And yeah there's more but before that gets me sidetracked
R.I.P Gregory Isaacs
Remember Lethal B and NDubz were beefing
Like Lord Sugar and Piers Morgan via tweeting
Shout to Naomi Campbell
Believe there's an unbe-weavable award that I've got to hand you
The hung parliament formed a coalition
Clegg bent over and Cameron took position
And now the Government has plagued us with madness
There cutting all the funding but raised up the taxes
They should've known we wouldn't go quiet
No wonder student demonstrations turned into some full blown riots
We had to act colder, cause them cutting benefits were messed up
And that's word to Wagner's bad shoulder
When people said Ayo from the family couldn't rap
Devlin definitely put Dagenham on the map
And D Double's name flocked the streets like the pigeons
When he dropped the Street Fighter riddim, hold tight
As for the World cup bid we sent the 3 lions
To learn it's either big rig or someones been lying
I hope Susan Boyle inspired some people
She did something that ain't been done since the Beatles
Look out for Mystrogen the album you'll be getting from me
You know that's bound to get a mention
Cause now we're at the end
And shout to those that I'm forgetting
[Miestro]
You know it's the mack militant
(Comin to get it on)
Uh, uh-uh
[Chorus]
Yeah hey, get out of my way
I'm comin with thunder and lightning
and striking I'm inviting all you to the storm
Feel the pain that I try to contain
My heart is as black as the blood in my veins
And I'm comin to get it on
[Miestro]
Aiyyo I, break and smash, and straight whip ass
I can see the fear in your eyes every time that I pass
I'm intimidatin to most, and feared by many
But don't tempt me! I'll leave the place empty
SIMPLY, you get me? I'm low-down gritty and shifty
I mow down people against me
Even the best be afraid, cause I approach it aggressively
Especially, when they roll up and test me, yo it's over!
I'm a, disciplined, militant mind slash tyrant
If you, look for a style like mine, you can't find it
Call me the M to the A-C-K
I break rules if you wanna come and make my day
Now say
[Chorus x2]
[Miestro]
You know it's the mack militant, uhh
You know it's the mack militant, uh uh-uh
Yo listen, I got a dream like, Martin Luther like
Malcolm X by any means necessary STRIKE
for the jugular so, that they remember ya
Everytime I step in the room I raise the temperature
I was meant for the crown and I ain't layin it down
And I ain't waitin around, I'm invading your town
I'm the black soldier, the mack will attack most ya
Cause I lack composure and act like I'm not supposed ta
It'll take a army to stop me, or haven't you seen
the size of these arms and how I'm built so stocky
WHAT? Built so stocky, UH, you can't top me
So you better watch your back, I'm comin and I'm ready for war
I'm ready to die
I'm a giant, a beast, and I'm tryin to eat
Survivin the streets for my militans while we sing this
Ohhh-ohh-oh, ohhh-ohh-ohhhhh
Ohhh-ohh-oh, ohhh-ohh-ohhhhh
Ohhh-ohh-oh, ohhh-ohh-ohhhhh (just sing it for me baby)
Ohhh-ohh-oh, ohhh-ohh-ohhhhh (yeahhhhh..)
Ohhh-ohh-oh, ohhh-ohh-ohhhhh (can you feel me Lord)
Ohhh-ohh-oh, ohhh-ohh-ohhhhh
Ohhh-ohh-oh, ohhh-ohh-ohhhhh (can you feel me now)
Ayo my name is Mystro, check ch, ch, ch, check one two,
First off I need to holla at you Skillz
And ask you to let me do the honours if you will
See I'm not trying to copy you, just borrow from you still
Plus I'm a fan and it's a way to pay homage to your skill
Cause round here some are making the moves they be wishing
Some others didn't, blame all the school they've be skipping
If you want a brief run-down than do take a listen to this 09 wrap up
But the UK edition now.
Who remembers when Dizzy took his drop
That didn't change a thing he still took it to the top
From the start he left the pop charts conquered
Had people going crazy especially when he told em he was bonkers
Well Dappy and his crew N-Dubz have become hot
Everybody's rooting for em both Nevermind the Buzzcocks
What about Tinchy's beef with that dude
Forgot his name something like La what or La who
What he said sounded spiteful
Shout out to Stryderman big up for not giving a George Micheal
X-Factor bought us way into it's Matrix
Thuggish dudes talkin' bout "Baby did you tape it? "
England qualified for the World Cup
But thanks to handyman Henry
The Irish thinks the World sucks
It's Blatant handball we didn't need no photo
They must have felt robbed like Tinch did no Mobo
Sabrina achieved the unachievable
Keeping her hair neat for so long in the Jungle was unbeweavable
Peter and Jordan have split up
A propa odd couple so of course they would split up
While RWD mag are looking bigger
We left Myspace for Facebook then put that book down for Twitter
When some ain't as healthy as they seem
Advice for Chipmunk, don't kill yourself to live the dream
But you can tell he's gonna feast
All that hard work at that age is proving already he's a beast
The government gave handouts to banks
While the UK funky scene blew up and ran out of skanks
Don't believe me bro, go ask them kids embarrassed
Watching their parents doing Heads, Shoulders, Knees and Toes
The most overused word by far, everybody say it with me now Par
And if you need a definition then check out what Jamelia did to Maxwell D on Television
Wanted to drop some raps on the sugababes
But on the real that's not the Sugababes
Speech Debelle won herself a Mercury
Got booed by Take That fans and then had to run herself to Mercury
But after sacking her label maybe I'm wrong
Could be the same planet that Jedward made it here from
Kids run around screaming "are you gonna bang tho? "
But Boy Better Know said there was Too Many Man though
Bashy made sure we didn't forget his face
And Reggie Yates put himself up there with the heavy weights
While Wretch, Tinie Tempa and Giggz got attention
Others physically lost their hip hop connection
Pro Green got his neck a slashing
But came back and toured with Lilly Allen like it never happened
(BIG UP)
Screen play writer, director and actor Noel Clarke won himself a well deserved Bafta
The first Black Miss England was dipped in glory
Until she lost the damn title with her fists and fury
I wonder how she'd deal with Taio Cruz
And nothing wrong with white chicks bru but what a way to make the news
Before Taio Jackie Chan's me
Shout out to Estelle for becoming one of the Grammy Family
Remember Mutya appeared on Big Brother
Bored us all and then disappeared like Big Brovaz,
Now what else let me see, hold up
Stop the beat, RIP Derek B
DJ's working all day with Mister Jam
Semtex, Shortee Blitz and Manny Norte
Oh yeah I can't forget Mastersteps,
And Sarah Love she still playing her cards right with half a deck
David Haye made the haters keep it quiet
He relived the story of David and Goliath
Dealt with it like he was supposed to do it
I just wish he help us out and train up Leona Lewis
So she wouldn't have to fear harm
Best comeback of the year got to go to Amir Khan
Another Man who can't be stopped
They used to palm him off but around the World they are all trying to be Charlie Sloth
Now our internet's game kinda crazy
With SBTV, DjGone, Ragggs and GrimeDaily
Helping artists to make moves
And diversity and flawless showing dancers the way too
While Mr Hudsons in the states making waves
Dynamo's proving why David Blaine ain't the same
Remember MIA at the Grammy's
I swear I thought she was about to have the yout on stage right there
Amy thought her long ass vacation was great
And St Lucians were like "look, you're taking the cake",
Eddie Kadi's a funny man that's hard at work
While all the bad boys have caught the eye of Alexandra Burke
Award for taking on the states by storm has got to go to the boy Jay Sean
Award for best industry shake up
Many won't agree but that's got to go to Industry Hater
Prove you ain't got a sense of humour if you hardly laugh
Donaeo still got us all tryna party hard
And all that snow at the top of 09 was soo thick it bought London to a slow grind
They said each day cost the city 50 mill, for real
I wonder who had to foot the bill
While everybody made JLS stand up with hands up
Poor Craig David must have messed his damn plans up
If poor tactics got you stressed
Be like little man from JLS and do some back flips on request
Sway nearly quit and Jason Status felt that Westwood was taking the mick,
Slim the comedian someone I must shout
As well as Kojo too for the comedy funhouse
Before I think to stop
Though he wasn't from the UK I gotta say respects to the King of Pop
He did a lot we wonder why it happened
A big Rest in Peace shout to Michael Jackson
For all our loved ones we had to lose through the soil
Let's promise to use the talent like Susan Boyle
And to see me again all my natural born twittaz follow MYSTROGEN
For now it's the end and one love for mighty Mystro,
