[LTD] Yo Maestro, let`s go. You ready man?
[Maestro Fresh Wes] Yeah, yeah, yeah. I`m ready
[L] Yo, let`s trash it up man. Show all these suckers what time it is
[M] Aight
[L] You know what I`m sayin`, word. So here it is
[M] Let`s get it over with
[L] Tear it up now
[Maestro Fresh Wes]
Rolling, strolling, rockin` and rollin`
One hundred dollar bills I`m unfolding
Crowds are controling
Lyrics are golden, yes the beats dope
But nope it`s not stolen
Words are forbidden, no I ain`t kidding
Check any damsel, Maestro is ridden
`Nuff ammunition, capable precision
Kill competition, like a religion
MCs I`m cussing, they ain`t nothing
Egos I`m crushing, asses I`m busting
Fly girls I rack, skeezos I slap them
Sucker I jack up, I don`t rap up
I tear it up!
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done
Too late to run, Maestro is one
You`re no ruler to me
You`re more like a liar
You`re just a squire handing out flyers
I am much higher, you`re a low bidder
Wes pulls a trigger your get rigger
Nigga, LTD`s an outstander
MC Fresh Wes, a MC commander
Goto my show because I said so
I`m a pimp and the crowd is one big, (HO)
Viper, sniper, rhythmn rap writer
I hold the mic you`re Rowdy like Piper
Hyperactive your rap is wack kid
Don`t even breath or I`ll Rip like Jack did
Helter Skelter, deep belts a serious cut
My boys are ice melters
Well respected, dame`s interested
Bulls in bank, invested
I tear it up!
Hi, why, brother that`s dry
Drug free body and my rhymes are fly
You cuss, dis, lyrics are stiff
I smoke your ass like smoking a spliff
Won`t cease my mic is my piece
Use of the alter with the high priest
Beast, bleak, your record is weak
We bought to break it on the concrete
I disregard it, LTD barred it
We holds the mic, you`re a target
I tear it up!
Party`s packed, B-boys jumping
Dames in the back, bumpin`
Beats go boom, the sound`s in tune
Like hast to Calhoun, we rock the room
Pay`s low, fortress of mold
The frenzy will grow because I said so
So, hell no this is def
Hands be swinging from right to left
Fresh Wes, is in the flesh
LTD`s on the set and it became blessed
Wine, grind `til the sunshine
Bust the next rhyme, next time
