Mark Nish**a - The Maestro lyrics

Yo, Paul, this is Al. You can kiss my a** I ain't interested in you anyhow. I'm just interested in the B-Boys So f** you, my man {Yeaaaah, yeah...} {*scratched: "Who is it?"*} Who is the man comin' down your block? It's me you see with the funk in my walk Cause I'm doin' just what I like to Today is my day yeah, and I'mma get nice too You gotta keep movin', and you can't say nothing I'mma keep bouncin' and bumpin' and stuffin' One thing you ought to know Well, I am the maestro Yeah, you motherf**ers, I'm all that I see you lookin' at me sayin' How can he be so skinny and live so phat? You know why, cause I'm the maestro Yeah, you know and I'm {Move outta my way} {"You got that?"} I feel like Rufus Thomas, the crown prince of dance I'm Mike D, and I'm known for romance I'm the crazy baldhead with the part on the side And I'm riding down the block, like I'm on a water slide Cause it's the type of day I feel like pressing my luck Cause I got nothing to lose, cause I don't give a f** See I'm a player, I play Don't play to win, I play to show Yeah, I am the maestro! Ahh, yeah, I need a little bit of cooperation right about now I'd like to find out who's favorite detective it is {"Who is this?"} Is it Mannix? Barnaby Jones? Sombody say Columbo Mickey Mulroney? Is it Cannon... Barnaby Jones? I said that already Yeah that's right, ya'll You know I got my own sh** See, this ain't America's Most Wanted This is America's Most Mackin! That's right other people all call it, my hit! When I get on there is no stoppin'! {"Who is this?"} Who is the man, who is the man, who is the man? Who is the man, who is the man, who is the man? Who is the man, who is the man? Who is the man? Who's that? The maestro Who is the man? What? The maestro! Give it, give it The maestro Give it up The maestro All three cheers for the maestro!