(feat. LaToya & Miranda)



[Maestro]

Who be the brother with the harder rap, sippin' coniac

You catch a heart attack, rest your cardiac

I'm takin' over the game, like black quaterbacks

And guaranteed to put Toronto on the party map

Mr. Maes' in the flash, out to make a splash

Take Tyra to the bank, make Stacey wanna dash

Seen the gate open, I'll be there went it closes

Black Moses, slashing guns from the roses

Misdemeanor, blown up like Hiroshima

I love hip-hop like Scarface loved Gina

You're appluading this, astrologist

Words flex like a nidlest

I'm writin' words like a Novelist

Paragraph's gonna bury ya

Make the dance floor move like Jamiriquai

Get out the area

Take another blast of this nastiness, you blasphamis

Adversaries, they master this

Stylin', I'm a splash you, when I crash through

(Maestro's on the radio)

Crash crew knows I'm funky

Female rappers wanna hump me

Salt jumped me, I made Pepa wanna bungee

Knowing that my jams legit, banking chips

Fort Langdon chicks, love to see me in spankin' whips

Proper, I was the one who told Mase

Save Mariah with the chopper, certified Cheif Rocka



[Chorus: Maestro, LaToya & Miranda]

416 to the 905

Put your hands up in the air, move 'em side to side

(We don't stop y'all, can't stop y'all, ah T-dot y'all, we make it hot y'all)

And everybody in the place from east to west

Put your hands up in the air, move 'em right to left

(We gonna rock y'all, to the top y'all, you gotta..)

Come on, come on



[Maestro]

Yo yo yo

I put the afro in the desiac, you're feelin' that

Fans say "Wes, yo, where's the CD at?"

Makin' sure the deal's phat

Suckers try to flex, breakin' necks

Leave 'em bleedin' like a hemophyliac

Peep the way the Wes mingle, Toronto sex symbol

Honey jingle, dancin' to the next single

They be lovin' when I'm jammin' 'em

Wham bam, thank you ma'am

Knock 'em out, Rocky 3, Club Rolagin' 'em

Bringin' mass to the media, thedia

Rhymes iller than boulemia, laced with luekemia

Causin' pandemonium

Mad Sedonians know, I'm showin 'em

How to rock the auditorium

Vocally, I get high like Method Man and Reggie Noble be

Poetry, laced with my potency

Deadly with the loose leaf, 2-Rude produced beats

I chill out, ease back, like Kool Kieth



[Chorus]



[LaToya & Miranda]

Come on and do it

Do it

Yeah, come on, right

Come on and do it

What you wanna do?

Unh, what you gonna do?

Come on and do it

What you gonna do?

Maestro, what you gonna do?



[Maestro]

I got all these beats and a rhyme's attatched

Formin' a creation you just can't match

2-Rude got the rythym, and I rock mics

We takin' airpline flights, at huge heights

We make it hot like a suana

More dope than marijuana

Metaphors got kick like Maradona

Like King Solomon, when I start polyin'

The whole metropolitan will start followin'

(the mad flavor kicker) 

Script flipper, rockin' on the higher set

Watch how hot the fire get

I score wit' crazy chicks

Get 'em open like a Martin Scorcese flick

Then I split to another spot (where?)

T to the dot, O to the 'nother dot

Know who makes the party hot



[Chorus]