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Maestro Fresh Wes
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Pass The Champagne
Pass the champagne
Pass the champagne
Pass the champagne
Pass the champagne
Pass the champagne
Pass the champagne
Pass the champagne
Here comes a brother, colorful like a rainbow
A flame from a lingo, single to single
The same row that's so scholastic and fantastic
I'm plastic, my beats are bombastic
Save the bull, I ain't a matador
I'm a man of war, a carnivore
MC ambassador
Forget the shit that they asked ya
I call lightly plastered, he's flaccid
So I burn him like acid with the rhythm
That's how I'm livin'
When I'm given the mic mechanism
And I'ma tell him as well
Hell, I'ma swell him for yellin'
With syllables to the cerebellum
In other words, the brain and I reign
So Blend, take the mic and pass the champagne
Movin' oh so merrily along
Andre's duck has been passed
But now Dom Perignon is here
You go, my brother, here's a glass of my neatness
Greet this and keep this, my ooh-ooh sweetness
Standing on top, when I talk, I won't stop this
People will gawk when they flock my hip-hopness
'Cause suckers do back flips when I'm givin' rap tips
'Cause those with flip flap lips 'cause they simply lack this
Like M-m-mister Mumble, crumble cookies
One time veterans are now just my rookies
Apprentice, lower than that which is under me
So don't even step to me unless you plan to be
Stifled and stunned when you meet someone so gifted
Sounds so heavenly, your soul's been uplifted
So take this cup and fill 'er up in the Blend's name
And yo, Thrust, pass the champagne
The tea's more black than a pimp on Jarvis
Raise the flag on the pole, and I'ma start this
Set your table, here's a fable from the green forest
Who's living on like Morris
My name rings a bell, sorta like a phone receiver
I'm up like an attic, not a nerd like a Cleaver
I'm a mac, you ain't nothin' but a subway singer
At this time now, let's bring up the better nigga
To sum it up, I set 'em straight
Collect my money, then break
Step to me, you'll be eatin' ass
I'll be making more green than ass
Those I passed, yo, they're left in pain
So, yo, Spark, pass the champagne
I'ma pass it to the left or I'll pass it to the right
My name is Spark, and I've come to shed light
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To all these MC's that are stuck in the dark
Grippin' the mic, tryna master my art
Before I rhyme, I'll take a sip from my glass
To show these people that I've got class
'Cause when I rhyme I like to get drunk
'Cause when I'm drunk I'm sure to kick better funk
I like chillin' with Wes and his crew
Droppin' dope lyrics when there's nothin' to do
But most of all, I want a girl who's a cutie
With nice round tits and a big firm bootie
And I don't care if she's ugly or dopey
So long as she can cook curry chicken and roti
And I ain't care about no fage in our fin, K-Skam
Pass the raw champagne
This is the way the human race found me
A small-taking entry from East L.A. county
Down dope lyrics with Maestro and Dostay
K-Skam raw man on wax, make no mistake
'Cause I can flow that go on and on
Like L.L., I'm taking seconds out 'til the break of dawn
Kill out phrases like germs and Listerine
They call me K-Skam, the motherfuckin' gafflin' king
Suckers tried to cross my line
I pull out the gat and yell gafflin' time
Never used to tame
Yo, Flex? What's up G? Pass the champagne
Take a sip of this drink, but boy you better stay sober
The Maes is nice, but Flex is vexed so move over
Don't drive a new jag, MC to drink a thing
This but I manager, so I'ma stay
You're a crackman, I'm a black man, so like PacMan, you bite me
But when you win a Grammy, you best invite me
'Cause I remove the plaque like the shit on your teeth
And hang it on my front door like a Christmas wreath
I'll take your sloppy seconds, though don't think you're bad, Tex
'Cause if she ain't had Flex, she ain't never had sex
Gifted like Santa, so that makes you an elf
And by the way, I wrote these motherfuckin' lyrics myself
So I'ma drain the champagne 'cause I got to go, player
Yo Maes, I'm outta here like Kojak
(Yo, this is my record, you my manager)
(You can't be rappin' on my)
What's up, man?
(This my record, get him out of here)
A manager cannot be rated if he can't relate it
You know what I'm saying?
(Get out the studio)
Yo, check this out, check this out
This ain't no Vanilla Ice, this is Chocolate Maes
You know what I'm saying?
Maes is nice
We about to say peace out on behalf of the brothers
Pass the champagne
Pass the champagne
Pass the champagne
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