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Maestro Fresh Wes - Let Your Backbone Slide (power Mix) Şarkı Sözleri

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    intro
    this is a throw-down, a showdown
    hell no, i can´t slow down
    it´s gonna go
    "down"
    "first offence," "on the mix"
    "down, go on and break"
    "down"
    "o.k. party people in the house"
    "may i have your attention please"
    "in a moment the beat will be played in many parts"
    "come on and break"
    "many parts, many"
    "1", "2", "3"
    "come on and break"

    [maestro fresh wes]
    this jam is amplified, so just glide (glide)
    and let your backbone slide

    you listen to every word i say
    i every verb you heard i play snaps a vertabrae
    you try to cover, a hover me, a roast, a fake,
    a flag, then i run a post
    toast, i´m the most
    d-e-f´s how it goes
    no x´s or o´s or tic-tac-toes
    ltd knows, this ain´t a game, i´m on a mission
    call me a hip-hop, tip-tac-tition
    i rap just like a slab of clay that´s shapeless
    jeff ain´t no shimmer, no glass is tasteless
    a universe without light is lightless
    that´s why i always take time to write this
    i mold it in my hands before i start chiselin
    could be a rain, or brainstorm, or drizzlin
    sun could be shining, sun could be showerin
    practice make perfect, and i´m powerin, flowerin
    my lyrics are awesome
    tunin´ from human, bloomin´ a blossom
    blowing away blockades and barracades
    make ya black and blue from the blast and the blaze
    it´s a bloodsport, bloods builds up back
    i make your vision go blurry
    while your brain goes black into oblivion
    beats from box to box to bates
    rocks from blocks and blocks
    let your backbone slide

    [maestro fresh wes]
    just let it slide y´all, i don´t give a (damn! damn)
    if ya backbone quiver
    man oh man, watch ya swiver
    wind some twine your spine while your slither
    it´s contagious, an epidemic
    you try to lift, you´re cool, but it fell again
    rap scholar, soul like a dominican
    but like i said before, i´m not american
    it´s who you are, not the way you went
    we all originate from the same descent
    i make alot of cents, sense, and pence
    gold (gold), myrrh and frakincense
    when i´m in france they blow me francs
    frank, with your swiss account is the way i bank-pank
    at home, i make bills are brown from my sound
    in the states green like the grass in the ground
    when i´m in england, they pass me pounds now
    i clock cash in every town, so i slide (slide)
    but nowadays, i´m trapped
    (why´s that?)
    so many suckers on my sacroiliac
    it´s like a rap-sack, backpack
    (wic-wic-whack)
    give me some slack jack
    rap is like a jungle
    where rhyme for rhyme is like a vine to vine
    swung line to line of mine
    i´m collossal, you´se a mosquito
    i´mma play tarzan, you play cheetah
    cheeta, biter, love to forge
    better yet, i´ll call you curious george
    ´cause curiosty cold killed the cat
    can´t hide so black to the side
    let your backbone slide

    [maestro fresh wes]
    the keyword is synchronism
    yo, check out my homeboy dance to the rythmn
    and hey, this hey, oh, this ain´t forte
    i´m coming double-f
    fortissamo, f-f for funky fresh
    my dj is ltd, mellow-flex
    you listen to the poetry, big jumbo jet
    vocabulary golden, beats from my rollin
    stone cold lyrics with the microphone i´m holdin
    words i rip, egos i strip
    i make sucker crews kick, dick van dyke flips
    i get busy, they´re dizzy, they start to collide
    they should´ve stepped off (stepped off), i let it slide
    but now they got brasen, dry like a raisin
    i glaze like a vase, i smash you like days
    until they realize, they shouldn´t have ripped
    it´s ´89, not beetoven´s fifth or sixth
    it´s a throwdown, i´m conducting it
    because like a highrise, i´m constructing it
    was once thoughts, pen, and paper
    now it´s a tower, a soul, a skyscraper
    it´s getting out of hand after i´ve created a monster
    my musical monologue makes you wanna
    move with the maestro
    you feel hot so you set the blend, the cresendo is nice yo
    i´m the guy, the rhythm is a ride (the rhythm is a ride)
    to the fresh side, and let your backbone slide

    this is a throwdown

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