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Maestro Fresh Wes

Genres: Hip-Hop

Pray To Da East Lyrics - Maestro Fresh Wes

Featuring Percee P 

Pray to the east pray to the east 

Yeah 

I got my man in the studio 

One of the illest MC's in the world 

Rhyme Inspector Percee P 

Kick some flavor for 94 baby 

 

Pray to the east pray to the east 

Before you fuck around nigga pray to the east 

Before you fuck around nigga pray to the east 

 

Your skills lack while I'm still strapped 

With real raps and feel that I should kill wack 

Niggas that peel caps and that ill crap 

Bigger threat than you with your tec when I rip the set 

Niggas get smoked like a cigarette, so hit the deck 

Watch ya chin, nigga, Ho-chi-min when I rock my shit 

When it comes to props I get lots of it 

I can get Madonna, money, your threats are minor 

And bet you find your girl with a wet pijama 

Drippin with my cassette behind her 

Got more band trail than your hand's sellin 

Fans scalin, jam railin like it's Van Halen 

Skills scored high on billboards, I kill frauds 

Get real applausesteal broads' hearts at will force 

Hate a mark, skills lay a squad, and pray to god 

Don't say a hard verse worse than a plate of lard 

Percee P wanted for first degree 

Murder, since you heard it first from me, you worshipped me 

Fuckin threat, you heard nothin yet 

No need for buckin tecs, but rappers to duck in fret or upper-jet 

Mastered art, yo, when I flow something drastic starts 

Speed up a bastard's heart, great like jurassic park 

I cut you up like a sharp machete blade 

Swear to god, only card you can pull if it's Medicaid 

Done with all this gun shit, fuck who you run with, son split 

The only thing you shoot is your dick, and it comes quick 

 

I'm like a bat outta hell tonight, niggas compell to bite 

I swell the mic when I like, fatter than cellulite 

I injure ears of engineers, sendin em into cheers 

Bringin my peers into tears, don't interfere 

Critics know I pack a wicked blow 

I put you in a clinic, so forget it like Riddick Bowe 

Nigga, go to hell, I flow so well 

Find another brother or mother or hoe to tell 

Or a bro to jeal', how's my jam gonna sell? Very well 

I send you back because you bring the wack 

I'm into rap, I interact with empty tracks 

Locked in, wack muthafuckas are blockin 

The Top 10 while the black radio jocks spin 

The calmer vibe, the modified 

I like the harder side, Jeffrey Dahmer tried, but died 

More words than a hour of scrabble, I got the power to battle 

Skadaddle or get devoured like the Tower of Babel 

Adversaries are snotty, some compare me to Gotti 

I bury a body, then carry a shotie 

The maestro rips the psycho shit 

Brain like a microchip, and I'ma excite you with 

The smoother rhythm, sendin mad crews to prison 

Who choose to listen while I use my you-4 missiles 

Collectin the pesos from a stage show 

Gettin fellatio from a h-o (why) because I say so 

My ratio expands as I wreck lands 

Makin def jams like Redman and X Clan 

I'ma nail the genitalia from Australia to Somalia 

Cause I'm smooth, just like a sailor 

I damage em all, bitches give me casual calls 

I'm slammin and jammin and rammin they vaginal walls 

Drums are fat over funky tracks 

Like Perce every verse could make your lung collapse 

I'm extra-nice, who's next to slice? 

Before you step to mics, nigga, check with christ 

You better 

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