Текст песни Maestro Fresh Wes - Let Your Backbone Slide (Power Mix)
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INTROThis is a throw-down, a showdownHell no, I can`t slow downIt`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 slideYou listen to every word I sayI every verb you heard I play snaps a vertabraeYou 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 shapelessJeff ain`t no shimmer, no glass is tastelessA universe without light is lightlessThat`s why I always take time to write thisI mold it in my hands before I start chiselinCould be a rain, or brainstorm, or drizzlinSun could be shining, sun could be showerinPractice make perfect, 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 blurry while your brain goes black into oblivionBeats from box to box to batesRocks from blocks and blocksLet your backbone slide[Maestro Fresh Wes]Just let it slide y`all, I don`t give a (DAMN! damn)If ya backbone quiverMan oh man, watch ya swiverWind some twine your spine while your slitherIt`s contagious, an epidemicYou try to lift, you`re cool, but it fell againRap scholar, soul like a DominicanBut 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), myrrh and frakincenseWhen I`m in France they blow me francsFrank, with your swiss account is the way I bank-pankAt home, I make bills are brown from my soundIn the states green like the grass in the groundWhen I`m in England, they pass me pounds nowI clock cash in every town, so I slide (slide)But nowadays, I`m trapped(why`s that?)So many suckers on my sacroiliacIt`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`mma play Tarzan, you play CheetahCheeta, biter, love to forgeBetter yet, I`ll call you Curious George`Cause curiosty cold killed the catCan`t hide so black to the sideLet your backbone slide[Maestro Fresh Wes]The keyword is synchronismYo, check out my homeboy dance to the rythmnAnd hey, this hey, oh, this ain`t ForteI`m coming double-fFortissamo, F-F for funky freshMy DJ is LTD, mellow-flexyou listen to the poetry, big jumbo jetVocabulary golden, beats from my rollinStone cold lyrics with the microphone I`m holdinWords I rip, egos I stripI make sucker crews kick, Dick Van Dyke flipsI get busy, they`re dizzy, they start to collideThey should`ve stepped off (stepped off), I let it slideBut now they got brasen, dry like a raisinI glaze like a vase, I smash you like daysUntil they realize, they shouldn`t have rippedIt`s `89, not Beetoven`s fifth or sixthIt`s a throwdown, I`m conducting itBecause 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`ve created a monsterMy musical monologue makes you wannaMove with the MaestroYou feel hot so you set the blend, the cresendo is nice yoI`m the guy, the rhythm is a ride (the rhythm is a ride)To the fresh side, and let your backbone slideThis is a throwdown