[Maestro]
Move with the Maestro, you feel high so
Ascend the blend, the crescendo is nice
So nice that you wanna sweat when I start to wreck
Symphony in Effect was just a mic check
You fell for the bait and got decapitated
Dissed and deflated
Evaporated, Gone like a dew drop
You try to crush me now here comes a true drop
Of rhymes
My composition
Attracting more brothers than Kennedy Station
Resignin, I'll refine my lines
And pour the metaphor while the blind decline
I'll swing while my sisters sing for the brother
Who's conducting thangs
[Hook]
Conducting thangs
Oh eh ahh
[Maestro]
I wrote a jam called Private Symphony
Now girls apply to be private nymphs for me
Lingerie negligee and all that
They wanna get on the Maestro love mat
Well I'm single and I won't surrender
So many roni's, they want the tender
When it comes to money the Maes don't joke
So don't eff around with my federal notes
I'm live on stage, D's on the fader
The set is def so my mic's like a lightsaber
Two tigers are always dis
Even if I had a lisp I'd still sound crisp cause
I'm a brother who's real not fake
And I heard Robert Palmer wants to do a remake, huh
When it comes to rhymes don't steal or take
Be original don't duplicate
Cause I'm 5 foot 10 but Big like Ben
Johnson I'm the black Charles Bronson
Death Wish, Death Wish, Death Wish
I run a dead pool you're number one on my list
So step aside step back step off
I get a twirl from your girl less she thinks he's soft
Fresh Wes is sweet like molasses
When I hit the clubs I scoop so many ass...
..istants, no I go solo my brother
Yeah, word to the mother
I'll swing while my sisters sing
For the brother who's Conductin' Thangs
Chorus
[Maestro]
Because I'm from Canada
Don't think I'm an amateur
Cause I'm so fly I'm dropping dope like Panama
Last year I wore a black tuxedo
Now chicks pay to see me in my silk black speedos
In my whirlpool or in my jacuzzi
With a uzi on the side the Maes don't snooze
From Toronto with sex appeal
Dark skin with curly hair unlike Curly Neal
I don't play ball cause I can't throw it down
But my rhymes may be sweeter than Sweet Georgia Brown
No beginner but a winner, "Pass the Champagne
Girls be on my jock, like inspector 12 from Hanes
I never change, I was made to lay low, you know lie low
Stay cool and drink Milo
And I still chill
With my homies Ebony, and Bungalo Bill
To all the girls that I duped before on tour
I'm comin back for more
With a new LP, huh, you're gonna love it
Me and LT, huh, and Easy Does It
And Do It Easy, Farley Flex and Floyd
We giving work to the unemployed
So party hardy while my sisters sing
For the brother who's Conducting Thangs
I'm Conducting Thangs
Chorus
[Maestro]
I pack Concert Halls and pack Domes
You went crazy when you first heard Backbone
The club jam that made ya hype
Now you're on the floor, cause I'm on the mic
The bass ya felt made your mouth felt frozen
Then you scream 'Roll Over Beethoven'
Since he was a youth Maestro chose art
Now I'm the modern day ebony Mozart
The man of the hour to sweet to be sour
From Birchmont just north of Glendower
Those who oppose I will devower
Because I'm asiatic and I got the power
To say the kind of rhymes that make you say hot damn
Isn't that the brother that went to Lam
The kisses I deliver are like champagne
Spumante bambino put the ladies insane
When it comes to girls don't mess with Wes
By the time you clock digits I got the address
So many freaks on the Maestro tip
Is it me, my conducting stick, or my money?
I'm no fool, that's why I'm just playin it cool
To all the girls who used to dis the Maes
Say I could have been like Ice T's wife
On the cover of the albums, with gold medallions
But you blew it so take a valium
And just swing while my sisters sing
For the brother who's Conducting Thangs
I'm Conductin' Thangs...
Chorus
Conductin’ Thangs was written by Maestro Fresh Wes.
Conductin’ Thangs was produced by K-Cut.