Maybe Next Time Lyrics

Song	Maybe Next Time
Artist	Masta Ace
Album	Take a Look Around
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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 "mas*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

	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 ace 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 ce
	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 hed" 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

	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 ace 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 ce
	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 hed" 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

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