Maestro - 416/905 Lyrics
[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
