| Lyrics: | [Maestro Fresh Wes]
I can't keep still, I can't keep calm
I think I feel another brainstorm
coming on
Pure LSD, that's what I'm climbing
Not Lucy in the sky with diamonds I'm
rhyming
Lyrics so dope and microphones smoking
Straight down your throat and that's why
you're choking
I ain't joking, that's why you're stifling
Rebirth, retreat, I'm rhythmn rap
rifling
Rhyming, no reurns or recycling
A fresh batch to MCs I'm frightening
Funky and
fighting, stay in striking
My brainstorm's like thunder and lightening
Beats go boom, sound
is in tune
You're a joker, a riddler, I'm Dr. Doom
You say doctor who? *echoed*
I tell
you, my symphony is you and your crew
It's the danger dome using the Maestro zone
Like
Supertramp take the long way home
I used to ill, now I build
Rock rhymes like Bills(?) set
up to kill
When it rains it pours, I got rhymes gallor
Like Al B., Maestro is
sure
Something's wrong, that's why I'm singing my song
How long will this go on?
When
Ben clocked bronze *echoed*, they weren't bragging
But when he clocked gold, they started
tagging
Jump on the bandwagon, grinning and smiling |
