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Maestro Fresh Wes - Check My Vernacular
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[maestro fresh wes] My rhymes are stinging like a killer bee My cometition are wishing that killing me For my similies and solioquies They garbage, but Im the largest With the hardest style to disregard Check your cartridge, on your tech-niques Wes speaks, over the best beats Fresh until the next week Im outlandish, I bandage the mic bringing anguish Im sturdy when doing the dirty language And, its time for me to raise my velocity No animosity, my philosophys a prophecy Hipocracy, no thats the cameleon How old are you evein(? ), they rhyming like comedians They make me laugh because they styles are scrupulous My body is my temple, my brain is my nucleus A great exapmle of allahs perfection Youre moving to the sounds of my fat selection Im simply spectacular, smooth like an acura Yo, check my vernacular You need to devote more... Time into rhyming if youre hoping for dope scores of folklore Creating a style and grow with it Be prolific dont solicit Be scientific, if its wack go visit The department of labour, the harder flavour You cant savour, do rap a favour be a waver In the front row, where the stunts go cause the chumps know you cant flow Plus, youre too gun ho My rhymes are bionic, far from demonic My phonics are supersonic, youre embryonic I spray you like insecticide or pesticide Lets decide the best vibe for wes to ride Cool, time for me to synchronize bass and highs (for my enterprise) Im simply spectacular, smooth like an acura Yo, check my vernacular Break it down Im smoother than the philharmonics with my killer phonics And melodic, shit Im fucking iller than a fill of chornic On the streets Im known, I use a sheet to bone On the sneak, dominique simone Thicker than hagan dasz, bitches stop and pause Niggas stocking yards, pass me cars, Im knocking jaws Biter flee, recognizing me Wrecking title gee, cause inside of me is like hepatitis b Im a whirlwind, fireballs Im hurling and swirling No discussion, Im crushing walls of berlin Seen many thesauruses, pleny clitoruses Ready to score with this, huh, packing punch like terry norrises
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