Make the City Stand Still

Maestro Fresh-Wes, Wade Bowen, El Maestro, Maestro

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Wade Bowen

Wade Bowen is an American Texas Country/Red Dirt singer from Waco, Texas. more »


Year:
1998
101 Views

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[Maestro] 
 This joint's dedicated to all emcees 
 Yo, stay focused with this 
 A'ight 
 Stay strong, stay dedicated 
 Maestro 
 Check it out, yo 

 Yeah yeah, yo 
 I'm still smashin' it 
 So compassionate 
 House of Commons want me on the cabinet 
 The graduate who got the phattest shit 
 I splatter shit 
 Niggas better scatter when I'm splashin' it 
 Flashin' it 
 Pass the record books and watch me shatter shit 
 I made the city hot 
 Rhymes makin' niggas drop 
 Even free-stylin' when CKLN was fifty watts 
 Then I built the strategy 
 Gradualy, I planned to be 
 The greatest from the city 
 Brothers started stabbin' me 
 Made your backbone slide to this, glide to this 
 Brothers jealous 'cause their sons couldn't shine like this 
 It ain't my fault that my song's phat 
 It ain't my fault that my pops loved my mom, black 
 I made the bomb track 
 Kids were jackin' for beats when my rap hit the streets 
 I went to church and even signed my autograph for the priest 
 When my track was released, you noticed me 
 Toronto prodigy of poetry 
 Even white chicks were faintin' over me 
 The flyer boss, toured like Diana Ross 
 It kills me when I see you young brothers tryin' to floss 
 You got a long way to go to keep the hip in the hop 
 I left in ninety two, it's like the fukin' industry stopped 
 But it's on, don't panic 
 Emcees stay frantic 
 It's automatic, we makin' audio dramatic 
 Lyrically I'm a bill, at the top of a hill 
 Show my sons how to chill, and make the city stand still 

 [Chorus: Wade O. Brown] 
 We're gonna make it happen 
 We're gonna make it shine 
 We're gonna make it happen 
 It's a race against our time 
 Oh, oh, oh 
 We're gonna make it happen 

 [Maestro] 
 Yeah, yeah, yeah 
 I remember when my pops took me to this lady 
 She said she couldn't believe how many shady people want to slay me 
 She said they want to wreck you, they want to wet you 
 But don't sweat it, your ancestors will protect you 
 Many nights I woke up, frozen stiff, couldn't move 
 Stayed calm, bible open on the twenty third song 
 Who could it be now 
 A brother that I ripped, an old school shorty that I used to hit 
 (go figure) 
 In life I learned cats'll try to hurt you 
 That's why I gotta stay tight with my family, and keep a small circle 
 Many broads said to me, that my seed they wanted to carry 
 Didn't love me at all 
 But to shine, they wanted to marry 
 Sayin' "let's sex tonight", but I'm a skeptic type 
 It's a rougher world 
 That's why it's tough to trust a girl 
 Never the less I'm maintainin', with pure determination 
 Two junos, plus ten nominations 
 No way I'm gonna crumble, I stayed humble 
 I reminisce when K-4CE teamed up with MC Rumble 
 T-dot, nineteen eighty six, turned the party out 
 Gave love, but didn't have to sweat the brothers down south 
 It's on, don't panic, emcees stay frantic 
 It's automatic, we makin' audio dramatic 
 Lyrically I'm a bill, at the top of a hill 
 Show my sons how to chill, and make the city stand still 

 [Chorus] 
 [Wade O. Brown] 
 I know, for sure 
 That we're bound to make it 
 In time, we'll find 
 It's the sky of ?
 Oh oh oh 
 We're gonna make it happen 
 We're gonna make it, We're gonna make it 

 [Maestro] 
 Yeah 
 You could never make the city smile 
 You're Conway Twitty style 
 Silly pile for real 
 You ain't a willy child 
 I cap your dome, everytime I rap alone 
 Plus the way I chaperons, make the feds tap a phone 
 I elevated you, you know who educated you 
 Peace to Ron Nelson, he put me on in eighty two 
 Now I'm comin' back 
 I got the stunning tracks 
 Spreadin' love to all my peeps and show the younger cats 
 Hit 'em with the phattest songs 
 F*ck the sprint, it's a marathon 
 I seen a lot of shit, now I'm passin' it on 
 I love Redman and Naughty shit 
 But now I'm on some Barry Gordy shit 
 I need another forty hit 
 It's on, don't panic 
 Emcees stay frantic 
 It's automatic, we makin' audio dramatic 
 Lyrically I'm a bill, at the top of a hill 
 Show my sons how to chill, and make the city stand still 
 It's on, don't panic 
 Emcees stay frantic 
 It's automatic, we makin' audio dramatic 
 Lyrically I'm a bill, at the top of a hill 
 Show my sons how to chill, and make the city stand still 

 [Chorus]

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Written by: KWADWO BOATENG, LOWELL FRAZER, WES WILLIAMS

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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