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    "Maybe Next Time" Lyrics

    Masta Ace

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    Some rappers pick up the mic and like to dabble
    But I'm gonna flow with the show and never babble
    Take your hand, make your stand
    To my left, jeff, your a pest and you fessed and
    I think you'd better find a new profession
    You think that you wanna be a rapper? well I think you're guessing
    No time for fessing or faking, messing or making
    Mistakes, cause it takes heavyweights to stakes
    Or high, so why would you ever want to front?
    And try such a stunt, now the ace is gonna hunt
    Ya down, you clown, cause the sound that you're hearing is dope
    You can't cope slowpoke, so pick up the soap
    And catch a bad one, you wanted a chance and you had one
    You lost it course you sad one
    You can't get with the style you hit with
    In this rhyme, so maybe next time

    Uptown, downtown, crosstown, no matter where you're from
    Get on the floor and get dumb
    Cause the master, capital a-c-e is about to kick it wicked
    Here's the title, in your face I'm gonna stick it
    But yo don't resh leash the speech that you use
    Needs a little more spice, ice, you're nice
    The style that I heard was third nerd, you gotta be sweet, pete
    You can't make money saying rhymes on the street
    So yo get back, jack, a smack is what you might just get
    To the grill, bill, so chill, or I might just swing, king
    Crown, you're down you're like a wingless plane, wayne
    Cause you ain't fly, in fact you try and I'm a rain
    Right on your head so shed hats and coats
    The votes are in friend, I win hands down, clown
    You tried biting, but biting is a crime
    So maybe next time

    I like to cruise around the city, find me a witty
    Seditty, sexy young lady that is pretty
    (meow meow meow) says the kitty
    The hotel room I got's a buck fifty
    Booties in miniskirts, cuties and plenty certs
    To make sure my breath is up to par and
    I introduce myself as the capital a the c the e
    And say hello and bonjour if foreign
    And if she's a little bit older I'll put her head on my shoulder
    And hold, cause nobody told her
    That the master ace, could move so many hips
    Just by the sounds from my lips
    Well um dinner was a winner, the movie was groovy
    The park was dark as we walked and talked
    Stayed and played, chased and raced
    Sat and chat, shared and stared, into each other's eyes and lies
    Spilled from your mouth right then
    Cause as we kissed you insisted, you had no boyfriend
    But I know you cousin and your cousin dropped dime
    Oh well, maybe next time

    Mc's acting wild better get calm
    Or you'll get laughed at like like a sitcom
    I spell my name a with the c-e
    Not an lf folks, and I'm displaying different strokes
    Huh, I'm head of the class fast and furious
    Rhymes as you get m*a*s*h-ed as I have good times
    And happy days I'm slick like a hummer
    And smooth and kick my rhymes like a punter
    One day at a time is how I live life
    So no I'm not married with children and no I do not have a wife
    Instead I would prefer to have a girl and
    Experience growing pains cause it's a different world and
    Rappers try to play me, just like a sport
    Try to bite my rhymes at night but get court
    Give me a break catch a taxi and leave town
    You might be a star but I'll trek you down
    Rapping, it's a living and it's been one for years
    Jeffersons in my wallet, champagne in my glass, I say cheers
    You wish you could be slick with the rhymes, don't you?
    But maybe next time
    This song was submitted on January 3rd, 2005 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing.
    Written by John Leventhal, Rodney Crowell.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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