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The
Wes
the
is in full

1:

Let your slide
let it slip let the rip
my lyrics leave my lips
ladies and kids of all ages
a brother roamin' on stages
name rings a bell from state to
to province till you can't escape
it's radius a
bruisin'
blowin' away blockades and chargin'
up the crowd while the
says the name they get looser
Maestro with magnitude
that's longer than the lines of
going drop it to it
to topic
yo are you for the drop (yeah)
then it

drop the
the needle
drop the
the needle

2:

the needle drops like a pistol
rocks the crowd they can't stop
ladies and rave like slaves
with this sound a guy's Mr. Hayes
I pave a road where the poems explode
to globe airlobe to airlobe
started at zero now the Z it
zipcode to zipcode I ziplock it
they won't the chumps they just chop it
chewin' chunks and and then shop it
on the homeplate and I
to hear my of a different rate
I should ostersize the eyes of
and all districs for disguise

in the of the highest mind
of a hip-hop golliath
it easy to cruise
you get bruised if not enthuised
is lost as the holocaust comes down
when Wes goes off on the
cord or
it don't matter cause I rock the fresh
havoc and hurricaine
LTD is on the cut the name
the needle won't skip or the crowd will to frantic
as I 'em drip
D draws the wax like a bow
the is the arrow to break the poem I wrote
blast it off like a
again are you ready for the
(yeah)
drop it

smoother than can get plus tommorrow
be smoother
runnin' like
starin' at the as melodies are built
like Everest I'm ready for the prospade
I have a vest never fest cascade
I'm a go on I'm a run and I'm a go on
and tell two
so on (so on)
I ain't
I with the dope state massives
down with
with the jungle
down with Mee
down with
down with defense from flemo
was a hit before it was a demo
went to the with Pete
and Anthony to lay the beats
and now it's too damn sweet
I'm the voice in the sonys walking the street
it

3:

(yo Maestro, tell 'em you wear)
I wear a black
black
(oh my God)
a black with the calm of Van Damne
talk slang while the hang
runnin' hoes than close to a pimp
rhymes so rugged they'll you limp
some MC's like to all night
but I like the who can rock the mic
base and adreanline big beats but then again
nowadays rappers sound femminime

they come off weak and so-so
I'll be down to the pound and mofo
thousand pages of poem make the microphone to stand alone
a Tallahasee lassie me
(Wes, how can you rap so rough, get crappy?)
cause I'm
making the people
it's like a with a tape tune two-twenty-two
that's a full forty four times than a migraine
unexplained like an unsolved mind
the mastermind is defined as the
nitro glicseran sizillin' so
comin' 'em on with a scent of
the bomb as I raise my baton on
and on the
inject the
MC's like a late dose of

suckers be
I smoke the piece D does the
on the techniques tomahawk it
are you for the drop (yeah)
then it

4:

United United Kingdom
the I bring them spread like syndroms
T.O. it New York freshed it
all these def hits you can't this
rhyme still buggin' 'nuff duckin'
no yo hold up hold up
now it
one hour flight and I'm
Jason I'm a take Manhatten
each ceremony and every
another mar la parde gonna get scared
I run a dead poll every rapper dread
boys be pain at the naming of the dead
or the red the blood shed fest
fist to fist on the mic you're left
broke into the vault like Capone
didn't find so they all went home
my could never be opened I locked it
punks be scopin' or to pop it
eighty nine is you can't stop it
are you for the drop (yeah)
then it

now me
(are you ready)
hit it
hit it
hit it
hit
hit it
hit it


hit it