maestro fresh wes – dat’s my nigga!! lyrics
chorus [maestro fresh wes]
it’s the mad flavour kicker, the script flipper
they call me fresh wes (ah yeah dat’s my n-gg-!)
it’s the mad flavour kicker, the script flipper
they call me fresh wes (ah yeah dat’s my n-gg-!)
[maestro fresh wes]
well it’s the fresh w-e to the s brother wes
the style you try to kick is colourless
i got the skills you wish you had
you never had the gift to gab
i’m free base, you’re just a seed from a motherf-cker nickel bag
i’m casanova, ’cause your wife said i am
i made her hide her wedding band
say (i can’t believe how wet i am)
i gave the b-lls to lucille, get broke with true shield
i pack blue steel, making crews yield
i’m rocking ’til early morn
i make the real n-gg-s say (rock on, rock on)
that doesn’t mean my head’s getting bigger
i stay down to earth, so when they see me they say
{yeah dat’s my n-gg-!)
chorus
[maestro fresh wes]
i make wack rappers think about retiring
stop aspiring, you ain’t inspiring money, ups is hiring
i got skills, not run of the mill
i mean a bill, hit a phil at the top of the hill
i get props like lionel hampton, city bank of brampton(? )
i live in the bush, but my boom spots are franklin
although i am canadian, i’ll still catch wreck at the paladium
when i possess the microphone like damien, i’m hitting all the cuties
give facts of life to blair and t, i make mrs. garrett shake her booty
can’t you see my style’s original (original)
and i’m making the residuals, being an individual
i slam a man, beat n-gg-s up just liek a can of spam
hoes i undress, pressing br–sts like a mammogram
for better s-x, yo i’m liver than memorex
single, but i’m out to change them all to demorex
that’s right i’m metaphorical
but i’m on my own d-ck so i’m uncategorical
i can’t stand imitators
like my n-gg- big l, i’m only rolling with orginators
you like my flow, so i figured
so when i say fresh wes you say (dat’s my n-gg-!)
chorus x2
[maestro fresh wes]
i’m easy like a spliff, i shoot the gift to jimmy cliff
a jimmy mcgriff riff i’m swift when i shift
my rap files scares away all the wack styles
when i die scientists will put my brain in a crack vial
and smoke my brain cells for answers
looking for the cures for aids and even cancer
scoliosis, chronic halitosis, supercalifragilisticexpialiosis
like moses i seperate seas, i navigate these mc’s 3-60 degrees
celsius or farenheit, the microphone i carry right
f-ck lois lane keep on p-ssing me to karyn white
it’s fresh wes with the brown complexion
like perce, every verse gets the rhyme inspection
i scrutinize to the bone marrow, sharper than an arrow
mighty like sparrow, the super hero
b-tches on my jimmy because i’m liver than liver
my b-tt hits bush, like anhieser ’cause i’m wiser
it’s the blackened nova, stunts be sleeping on my sofa
i’m dope and taking over, killing n-gg-s like a pw bolter(? )
the bad motherf-cker named fresh w-e uhh s is in effect
with crazy rhymes of spontaneity
i ain’t a pimp but thses hookers keep on paying me
nor am i a blair underwood figure
but b-tches still say (f-ck that sh-t dat’s my n-gg-!)
chorus x2
outro [maestro fresh wes]
yeah big up to my man storm
my n-gg- venom ‘casue he know this ain’t no demo
my cousin the pope, darius
dj ltd, showbiz, mvp
exhibit fdr k-def don’t play y’all
i’m out
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