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    there's been just a slight delay folks
    they just had a little technical problem please be paitent.
    You know you're gonna see one of the best
    shows you've seen in a long long time.
    The Maestro will kick some butt here)

    Back in this kid
    Straight up and down
    Emcees gonna see a differnt type of light right about now son
    It's the Maes' baby

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    Boo nigga the heat's on nigga
    Laugh a nigga up for something that he wasn't

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    Yo yo
    From Galloway to Waterloo
    I slaughter troops
    Chicken's give me head while I'm puffin' a blunt
    Watchin' college hoops
    Y'all don't wanna scuffle
    That's like Micheal Johnson racin' Donovan Bailey
    You're faked to pull a muscle
    In a tussle, I'd take you
    Maes' is on some Rocky four rap draco shit
    (gotta break you)
    Fuck you and your fake crew
    I'm the deadliest verbal monster
    Like Prince, I'll purify your wife, and lay your man a Tonka
    The black Moses, I blessed you
    Mr. Maes', back to the rescue
    Got poetry to hoes and dress too
    I'm top gunnin'
    I'm over comin'
    My shit is so stunning, I can even make Craig G say
    (mmm, mmm, mmm. Ain't that somethin')
    Runnin' with the fly around, watch how the messiah shine
    My interscope goes deep as Jimmy Iovine
    You'd best beleive
    Even Lebanese chicks never leave
    Melodies'll breeze Beleeze to Tel Aviv
    nigga

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    I'm screamin' on all you emcees
    Like Isrealites and white people
    You'd could never make a sequel to my joint Drop The Needle
    Backbone, even if you're smokin' crack stone
    Mixed with cheeba
    You'd never win, G
    You'd better stay down to earth like them twins be
    I'm warinin' ya, you've never seen such a champion

    The only emcee on a national anthem (tell 'em son)
    From Brampton to the Hamptons
    Teeny-boopers love me like them young kids to Hanson
    The brother with the phattest beats
    From here to Anthens, Greece
    I go to church and still run up in the pastor's niece
    It's sicknin', I'm tellin' you friend
    Even Prime Minister Chretian knows I'm tres bein

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    Composition: Wes Williams

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