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  • Текст песни Maestro Fresh Wes - Conducting Thangs



    move with the Maestro
    you feelin high so
    ascend the blend the presendo is nice yo
    so nice that you wanna sweat when I start to wreck
    symphony in effect was just a mic check
    you fell for the bait and got decapitated
    destiny inflated
    evaporated
    gone like a doo drop
    you try to crush me now hear comes a true drop
    of rhymes my coltivation
    atracting more brothers then Kennedy Station
    resigning I'll refine my lines
    and poor the metaphore while the blind decline
    I'll swing while my sisters sing for the brother
    who's conducting thangs

    [Chorus]
    conducting thangs
    oh eh ahh

    I wrote a jam called Private Symphony
    now girls are fly to be private nymphs for me
    lingere neglege and all that
    they wanna get on the Maestro love mat
    well I'm single and I won't surrender
    so many romy's that want the tender
    when it comes to money the Maes don't joke
    so don't f around with my federal notes
    I'm live on stage
    D's on the fader
    the set is def so my mic's like a lightsaber
    two tigers are always dis
    even if i had a lisp I'd still sound crisp cause
    I'm a brother who's real not fake
    and I heard Robert Palmer wants to do a remake, huh
    when it comes to rhymes don't steal or take
    be origanal don't duplicate
    cause I'm 5 foot 10 but big like Ben
    Johnson I'm the black Charles Bronson
    death wish death wish death wish
    I run a dead pool you're number one on my list
    so step aside step back step off
    I'm gonna tour on your girl now she thinks he's soft
    Fresh Wes is sweet like molasses
    when I hit the clubs I scoop so many ass...
    ..istance, no I go solo my brother
    yeah, word to the mother
    iI'll swing while my sisters sing
    for the brother who's conducting thangs

    [chorus]

    because I'm from Canada
    don't think i'm an amateur
    cause I'm so fly I'm dropping dope like Panama
    last year I wore a black tuxedo
    the chicks paid to see me in my silk black speedos
    in my whirl pool or in my jacuzi
    with a uzi on the side the Maes don't snooze
    from Toronto with sex appeal
    dark skin with curly hair unlike Curly Neal
    I don't play ball cause I can't throw it down
    but my rhymes make it sweeter than Sweet Georgia Brown
    no beginner but a winner, pass the champagne
    girls be on my jock, they can expect a 12 from my hanes
    I never change
    i was made to lay low, you know lie low
    stay cool and drink milo
    and I still chill
    with my homies Ebony
    and Bungalo Bill
    to all the girls that i duped before on tour
    I'm comin back for more
    cause the new LP, huh, you're gonna have love it
    me and LT, huh, and easy does it
    and do it easy Farley Flex and Floyd
    we give a word to the unemployed
    so party hardy while my sisters sing
    for the brother who's conducting thangs
    I'm couducting thangs
    course

    verse 4:
    high packed concert halls and packed domes
    you went crazy when you first heard Backbone
    the club jam that made ya hype
    are you on the floor, cause I'm on the mic
    the base ya flet made ya mouth felt frozen
    then you scream roll over Behtoven
    since he was a youth Maestro drove hard
    now I'm the modern day ebony Mozart
    the man of the hour to sweet to be sour
    from Bichmont just north of Glendower
    those who appose I will devower
    because I'm asia-adican I got the power
    to say the kind of rhymes that make you say hot damn
    isn't that the brother that went to lamb
    the kisses I deliver are like champagne
    ??? or bambino put the ladies insaine
    when it comes to girls don't mess with Wes
    by the time you clock digits I got the address
    so many freaks on the Maestro tip
    is it me my conducters stick or my money
    I'm no fool
    that's why I'm just playin it cool
    to all the girls who used to dis the Maes
    say I could have been like Ice T's wife
    on the cover of the albums
    with gold medallions
    but you blew it so take a valium
    and just swing while my sisters sing
    for the brother who's conducting thangs

    Chorus