Stick To Your Vision Lyrics - Built To Last - Maestro Fresh Wes

Maestro 

Yo brothers ain't seen what I seen in this game son 

Been in this game a long long long time 

Yo ninety nine 

Still strivin' though 

It's the visine baby it's the visine 

Yo 

I build with Israelites Rastafarians God bodies 

F o y sony Muslims T.O. to Brooklyn 

Many nights in Bedsty blazin' trees out in Cali 

With brothers from frat sippin' henny mad friendly 

Got Toronto's rap title to Maracitles 

Met Quincy Jones in eighty nine, that's my idol 

Chicks from every nationality, showin' hospitality 

Listen, check my rendition 

Grabbin' me, showin' mad love in the club 

Performed for royalty and politicians 

Even done shows with the greatest emcees of all time 

I was the one who used to say (eighty nine is mine) 

I've seen alot of valleys, I've seen alot of peaks 

I've seen the bitter with the sweet, victory and defeat 

Son, stick to your vision, peep the composition 

Sometimes I fell, but a voice kept saying 

[Chorus] 

(these eyes) seen alot of shame in the game 

(these eyes) seen alot of pain with the fame 

(these eyes) seen alot of highs and lows, but that's just the way life goes 

(these eyes) seen my name written in lights 

(these eyes) I seen alot of things in my life 

(these eyes) seen alot of highs and lows, but that's just the way life goes 

I grab the microphone, like the priest does a roseary 

Johova be shinin' when clouds are over me 

So I recelect, remember Kid Capri 

On BLS played my joint when I heard protect ya neck 

Back in ninety two, but let's go back to eighty eight 

Flemington, Don Mills and Negleton 

Makin' beats with S and gellin' them 

Next year changed the scenery, gave birth to your energy 

Remember when you labels wasn't feelin' me 

Toa, Ice-T and Public Enemy 

Much gave me love, you niggas had to envy me 

Couldn't stand to see a brother shine 

I seen alot of valleys, I seen alot of peaks 

I seen the bitter with the sweet, victory and defeat 

Player haters always workin' overtime 

Sometimes I fell, but a voice kept sayin' 

Son, stick to your vision, peep the composition 

[Chorus] 

Your fantasize, fuck the rappin', it won't happen 

Yo, people used to say Wes, wake up, stop dreamin' 

I paid my dues, brothers seen me sacrafice 

Mr. Maes' got the iller track, I did a three sixty 

Another song in the key of life 

I figured that if I stayed focus, when situations seemed hopeless 

Seen God starin' in the mirror, black 

I want my lyrics written out like esco 

I'm elevatin', breakin' the spell of satan 

So when I'm gone, the parable will carry on 

To show the rap world how the industry slept 

Young cats can sitback, puff tron, cool out, and sing along 

I seen alot of valleys, I seen alot of peaks 

I seen the bitter with the sweet, victory and defeat 

Sometimes I fell, but a voice kept sayin' 

Son, stick to your vision, stick to your vision 

I seen the bitter with the sweet, victory and defeat 

I seen alot of valleys, I seen alot of peaks 

Sometimes I fell, but a voice kept sayin' 

Son, stick to your vision, out 

[Chorus