(feat. Snow)



[Maestro]

I know the feeling

Yeah, yeah

Ain't a damn thing changed

Check it out, check it out

Still in da game

My man in the studio

Ain't a damn thing changed

Big Snow

Yeah, yeah



Peace to all my niggas in the gasoline

Get your mack upon a candy queen

Make her shake it like a tamborine

Get your money from a honey

Then you bounce like a man be on a trampoline

Chicken heads wanna get next to me

Molestin' me, sexually, I give 'em ecsatcy

I'm with the lamb, not less to be

Get a fat bag of weed from Chesterlee

Mother fuckers didn't know I had the skills to last

So feel the wrath, money, 'cause I'm built to last

My records ain't hard to sell

Kardinal know I'm hard as hell

I make your backbone flip, do the dip

Make your brain cells flip, 'cause I'm intricate

At a table I sit, makin' it legit

When my pen hits the paper (ahh)

Do a record with Snow, gots to blow

My last name's Fessional, first name's Pro

Flippin' the script

Hit chicks with the thickets and biggest of hips

Head from the prettiest lips

Put a rum in you, and you'd be comin' too

Nice and slow, baby, tell me what you wanna do

I'm l to freaks, nobody else is deep

Even Rapheal Saddiq

Nobody could step to this, Mr. Wes is the best with this

Honeys undress with this

I made another record in a second

And I realized still I'm getting stress for this



[Snow]

High, high, high

We still not a superstar, still no (still in the game)

Ooh, go (ain't a damn thing changed)

No no no no no (all around the world people know the name...)

Time run, I'm (...but they didn't know the price of the fame)

Still in the game (still in the game)

Maestro (ain't a damn thing changed)

And the one named Snow (all around the world people know the name...)

High high, high high (...but they didn't know the price of fame)



[Maestro]

From the Mardi Gras to the Shangrala

Get a couple hookers over for menage-a-trois

Hit 'em from the back, honey stack

Knock 'em down like a lumberjack, still they wanted money, black

Niggas wanna see me drop instead of see me rock

Still I'm gonna reach the top

I'm still in the game, ain't a damn thing changed

Still got the claim to fame



[Snow]

When I am thinking, I can't understand

How a women gets women and a man, ah, get mad

you wanna hear it from the Maestro man



[Maestro]

Slow down, son, slow down

Niggas ain't understandin' you, son



[Snow]

High, high, high

We still not a superstar, still no (still in the game)

Ooh, go (ain't a damn thing changed)

No no no no no (all around the world people know the name...)

Time run, I'm (...but they didn't know the price of the fame)

Still in the game (still in the game)

Maestro (ain't a damn thing changed)

And the one named Snow (all around the world people know the name...)

High high, high high (...but they didn't know the price of fame)



[Snow]

Ladies dreamin'

Steady feenin', screamin'



[Maestro]

Me and Snow be gleamin'

And we feenin', while in limousine and



[Snow]

High, high, high

We still not a superstar, still no (still in the game)

Ooh, go (ain't a damn thing changed)

No no no no no (all around the world people know the name...)

Time run, I'm (...but they didn't know the price of the fame)

Still in the game (still in the game)

Maestro (ain't a damn thing changed)

And the one named Snow (all around the world people know the name...)

High high, high high (...but they didn't know the price of fame)



[Snow]

Take out one of us, take your car

Any way

I've come with the message that today will be a brighter day

Who goes to the down in Janurary

South till May

Big as Buju Banton, me cultured, and ah ????

Don't forget

To the front to the back to the side to the dock

Me ?????

Come up in, talkin' about you be a big deal

Wherever you are

It's quater to one like slurrin' my speech

Gettin' champagne on my new car

Call out to the area, man

And come inside

Woah, Maestro

Oh, and now you know, and Snow

Rude boys, standin' on the corner square where I

beat up your mind, me, I'm the don

Sing a sing sing high