[LTD] Yo Maestro, let's go. You ready man?
[Maestro Fresh Wes] Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm ready
[L] Yo, let's trash it up man. Show all these suckers what time it is
[M] Aight
[L] You know what I'm sayin', word. So here it is
[M] Let's get it over with
[L] Tear it up now

[Maestro Fresh Wes]
Rolling, strolling, rockin' and rollinOne hundred dollar bills I'm unfolding
Crowds are controling
Lyrics are golden, yes the beats dope
But nope it's not stolen
Words are forbidden, no I ain't kidding
Check any damsel, Maestro is ridden
'Nuff ammunition, capable precision
Kill competition, like a religion
MCs I'm cussing, they ain't nothing
Egos I'm crushing, asses I'm busting
Fly girls I rack, skeezos I slap them
Sucker I jack up, I don't rap up

I tear it up!

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done
Too late to run, Maestro is one
You're no ruler to me
You're more like a liar