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Lirik Lagu Let Your Backbone Slide - Maestro Fresh Wes

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Intro:
This is a throw-down, a show-downhell no, I can't slow downIt's gonna go
Verse One:
This jam is amplified, so just glide, and let your backbone slideyou listen to every word I sayI every verb you heard I play snaps your vertabreyou try to cover, a hover me, a roast, a fake, a flag, then I run a posttoast, I'm the mostd-e-f's how it goesno x's or o's or tic-tac-toesLTD knows, this ain't a game, I'm on a missioncall me a hip-hop, tip-tac-titionI rap just like a slab of clay that's shapelessI know glass is tastelessI unviverse without light is lightlessthat's why I always take time to right thisI mold it in my hands before I start chiselincould be a rain, a brainstorm, or drizzlinsun could be shining, sun could be showerinprabtismic's verb, and I'm powerin, flowerinmy lyrics are awesometunin' from human, bloomin' a blossomblowing away blockades and barracadesmake ya black and blue from the blast and the blazeit's a bloodsport, bloods builds up backI make your vision go blue while your brain goes black into oblivionbeats from box to box to batesrocks from blocks and blockslet your backbone slide
Verse Two:
just let it slide, y'all I don't give a damnif ya backbone quiverman oh man, why'd ya swiverwind some twine your spine while your slitherit's contagious, an epidemicyou try to lift, you're cool, but it feel againor a scholar, sold like abut like I said before, I'm not Americanit's who you are, not the way you wentwe all originate from the same descentI make alot of cents/sense, and pencegold (gold), murr and frankencensewhen I'm in France they blow me francsfrank, with your swiss account is the way I bank-pankat home, I make bills a brown from my soundin the states green like the grass in the groundwhen I'm in England, they pass me pounds nowI collect cash in every town, so I slide (slide)but nowadays, I'm trapped(why's that?)so many suckers on my sac-ro-illeacit's like a rap-sack, backpack(wic-wic-whack)give me some slack jackrap is like a junglewhere rhyme for rhyme is like a vine to vineswung line to line of mineI'm collossal, you'se a mosquitoI'ma play Tarzan, you play Cheetahcheeta, biter, love to forgebetter yet, I'll call you Kurious Georgecause curiosty cold killed the catcan't hide so blind to the sidelet your backbone slide
Verse Three:
the keyword is synchronismyo, check out my homeboy dance to the rythymand hey, this hey, oh, this heyI'm coming double-ffortissamo, f-f for funkey freshmy DJ is LTD, mellow-flexyou listen to the poetryvocabularly golden, beats from my rollinstone cold lyrics from the microphone I'm holdinwords I rip, egos I stripI make sucker cruise kick, kick band I flickI get busy, they're dizzy, they start to collidethey should've stepped of, I let it slidebut now they got brasen, dry like a raisinI glaze like a vase, I smash you like dazeuntil they realize, they shouldn't have rippedcause they deny y'all, not be toldthis is a throwdown, I'm conducting itit's like a highrise, I'm constructing itwas once thoughts, pen, and papernow it's a tower, a soul, a skyscraperit's getting out of hand after I aided a monstermy musical mono-louge makes you wannamove with the maestroyou feel high so a set, the blend, a presendo is nice yoI'm the guy, the rhythm is a rideto the fresh side, let your backbone slide
this is a throwdown