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Song title: Maestro Fresh Wes - Certs Wid Out Da Retsyn

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Chours:
1 oclock, 2 oclock, 3 oclock 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

Im coming straight out of canada
Far from an amateur
Lts my dj, flex is my manager
I flow so nice so theyre calling me the maestro
Just pass the microphone
Fuck the light show
Real rap is in effect
And Im out to get wrecked on the mic-mec
When I make a mic-check
Not on the sloppy tip
Im harder than a hockey stick
Exciting niggas like italians in a rocky flick
Adrian
Watch me flow slow or flow fast
Ill even make a spanish brother say no mass
Im wrecking you, disconecting you, disrespecting you
Hold your smoking ass cheap shit, itll eventually catch up to you
I can make the phony retire, tendoroni perspire
Shes on my back like my names jacobey and myer,
(whats your name? )
Its fresh-wes with the sweeter beats
I make you smile like the brother on the red box of cream of wheat

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I got more rhymes than brits in a cathedral
My cerebral is lethal
Nobodys equal, my people
Wanna hear a funky new style so get with it
No dibby-dibby-dibby mcs are permitted
Im wrecking it good
(what else)
Collecting, injecting, and checking it good
(where? )
Lake edna or your neck of the woods
Im getting more blow than chuck mangeony
Not a phony
But joanie wanted me for holy matrimony
Girls like my flavor cause I jam harder
Lets have a nice quiet date
You, me, and my camcorder
Its like a power-burst, Im more than just an hours worth
I get down and dirty, but uh honey
Take a shower first
You cant tell me that the bros soft,
I do the cabbage patch, butterfly, and boggle with my clothes off
But thats a different chapter
Ive even got more rhymes than theres 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
Mcs are clocking this
They say they got skills but all Im seeing is a flock of lips
Acapella, or over a drum track
Im funkier than a group of jamacians after sun splash

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The word maestro is teacher in italiano
Im 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, thats my neigro)
When I said the mics my peice I really meant it
So just like the blue jays, Im out to win the pennant
So sucker chill, cause every head I struck I killed
Oh, I dont know, is it just me, or am I really that fucking ill

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