Maestro Fresh Wes

Maestro Fresh Wes - Stick To Your Vision lyrics

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Yo  brothers ain't seen what I seen in this game son
 Been in this game a long  long  long time
 Still strivin' though
 Yo  ninety nine
 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
 Grabbin' me, showin' mad love in the club
 Listen, check my rendition
 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
 Sometimes I fell, but a voice kept saying
 Son, stick to your vision, peep the composition

 [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
 Remember when you labels wasn't feelin' me
 Next year changed the scenery, gave birth to your energy
 Toa, Ice-T and Public Enemy
 Much gave me love, you niggas had to envy me
 Couldn't stand to see a brother shine
 Player haters always workin' overtime
 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, peep the composition

 [Chorus]

 Yo, people used to say Wes, wake up, stop dreamin'
 Your fantasize, fuck the rappin', it won't happen
 I paid my dues, brothers seen me sacrafice
 Another song in the key of life
 Mr. Maes' got the iller track, I did a three sixty
 Seen God starin' in the mirror, black
 I figured that if I stayed focus, when situations seemed hopeless
 I'm elevatin', breakin' the spell of satan
 I want my lyrics written out like esco
 To show the rap world how the industry slept
 So when I'm gone, the parable will carry on
 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 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, out

 [Chorus
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Publisher: Attic

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Released in: 1998

Language: English

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