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	Current version of Maestro Fresh Wes Lyrics Let Your Backbone Slide (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/m/maestro-fresh-wes/let/) Current version of the lyrics						Version 1 of Maestro Fresh Wes Lyrics Let Your Backbone Slide (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/m/maestro-fresh-wes/let/v1.html) Version 1 of the lyrics
1	This is a throw down, a showdown, hell no, I can't slow down						INTRO	1
2	It's gonna go down, first offense on the mix down, go on and break down						This is a throw-down, a showdown	2
3	Okay, party people in the house, may I have your attention, please?						Hell no,                               I can't slow down	3
4	In a moment, the beat will be played in many parts, come on and break						It's gonna go	4
5	Many parts, many, one, two, three, come on and break						"Down"	5
6							"First Offence," "on the mix"	6
7	This jam is amplified, so just glide and let your backbone slide						"Down, go on                              and break"	7
8	You listen to every word I say, I, every verb you heard						"Down"	8
9	I play snaps a vertabrae, you try to cover, a hover me, a roast, a fake						"O.K. party people in the house"	9
10	Aflag, then I run a post, toast, I'm the most, DEF's how it goes						"May       I have your attention please"	10
11	No X's or O's or tic-tac-toes, LTD knows, this ain't a game						"In                                                            a moment the beat will be	11
12							played in many parts"	12
13	I'm on a mission, call me a hip-hop, tip-tac-tition, I rap just like						"Come on and break"	13
14	A slab of clay, that's shapeless, Jeff ain't no shimmer						"Many parts, many"	14
15	No glass is tasteless, a universe without light is light less						"1", "2", "3"	15
1							"Come on and break"	1
2								2
3							[Maestro Fresh Wes]	3
4							This jam is amplified, so just glide (glide)	4
5							And let your backbone slide	5
6								6
7							You listen to every word I say	7
8							I every verb you heard I play snaps a vertabrae	8
9							You try to cover, a hover me, a roast, a fake,	9
10							a flag, then I run a post	10
11							Toast, I'm the most	11
12							D-E-F's how it goes	12
13							No X's or O's or tic-tac-toes	13
14							LTD knows, this ain't a game, I'm on a mission	14
15							Call me a hip-hop, tip-tac-tition	15
16							I rap just like a slab of clay that's shapeless	16
17							Jeff ain't no shimmer, no glass is tasteless	17
18							A universe without light is lightless	18
	That's why I always take time to write this						That's why I always take time to write this
16							I mold it in my hands before I start chiselin	16
17	I mold it in my hands before I start chiselin'						Could be a rain, or brainstorm, or drizzlin	17
18	Could        be a rain or brainstorm or drizzlin'						Sun could be shining, sun could be showerin	18
19	Sun could be shining, sun could be showerin'						Practice make perfect, and I'm powerin, flowerin	19
20	Practice make perfect and I'm powerin', flowerin'						My lyrics are awesome	20
21							Tunin' from human, bloomin' a blossom	21
22	My lyrics are awesome, tunin' from human, bloomin' a blossom						Blowing away blockades and barracades	22
23	Blowing away blockades and barricades, make ya black and blue						Make                                          ya black and blue from the blast and the blaze	23
24	From the blast and the blaze, it's a bloodsport, bloods builds up back						It's                                     a bloodsport, bloods builds up back	24
25	I make your vision go blurry while your brain goes black into oblivion						I make your vision go blurry	25
26	Beats from box to box to bates, rocks from blocks and blocks						while your brain goes black into oblivion	26
19							Beats from box to box to bates	19
20							Rocks from blocks and blocks	20
	Let your backbone slide						Let your backbone slide
27	Just let it slide y'all, I don't give a damn, damn, if ya backbone quiver						[Maestro Fresh Wes]	27
28	Man, oh man, watch ya swiver, wind some twine your spine						Just let it slide y'all, I don't give a (DAMN! damn)	28
29	While you're slither, it's contagious and epidemic, you try to lift						If ya backbone quiver	29
30	You're cool but it fell again, rap scholar, soul like a Dominican						Man oh man, watch ya swiver	30
31	Butt like I said before, "I'm not American, it's who you are"						Wind some twine your spine while your slither	31
32	Not the way you went, we all originate from the same descent						It's contagious, an epidemic	32
33							You try to lift, you're cool, but it fell again	33
34	I make             a lot of cents, sense and pence, gold, myrrh and frankincense						Rap scholar, soul like a Dominican	34
35	When                         I'm in France they blow me francs, Frank						But like I said before, I'm not American	35
36	With your swiss account is the way I bank-pank, at home I make bills						It's who you are, not the way you went	36
37	Are brown            from my sound in the States, green like the grass						We all originate from                the same descent	37
38	In the ground when I'm in England, they pass me pounds now						I make alot of cents, sense, and pence	38
39	I clock cash in every town, so I slidebut nowadays, I'm trapped						Gold (gold), myrrh and frakincense	39
40	Why's that? So many suckers on my sacroiliac						When I'm in France they blow me francs	40
41							Frank, with your swiss account	41
42	It's like a rap-sack, backpack, wic-wic-whack, give me some slack jack						is the way I bank-pank	42
43	Rap is like a jungle, where rhyme for rhyme is like a vine to vine						At home, I make bills are brown from my sound	43
44	Swung line to line of mine, I'm colossal, you'se a mosquito						In the states green like the grass in the ground	44
45	I'mma play Tarzan, you play cheetah, cheetah, bitter love to forge						When I'm in England, they pass me pounds now	45
46	Better yet, I'll call you curious George 'cause curiosity cold killed the cat						I clock cash in every town, so I slide (slide)	46
47	Can't hide so black to the side, let your backbone slide						But nowadays, I'm trapped	47
48							(why's that?)	48
49	The keyword is synchronism, yo, check out my homeboy dance						So many suckers on                  my sacroiliac	49
50	To the rhythm and hey, this hey, oh, this ain't Forte, I'm coming						It's like a rap-sack, backpack	50
51	Double-F, Fortissimo, FF for funky fresh, my DJ is LTD, mellow-flex						(wic-wic-whack)	51
52	You listen to the poetry, big jumbo jet, vocabulary golden						Give me some slack jack	52
53	Beats from my rollin' stone, cold lyrics with the microphone						Rap is like a jungle	53
54	I'm holdin', words I rip, egos I strip, I make sucker crews kick						Where rhyme for rhyme is like a vine to vine	54
21							Swung line to line of mine	21
22							I'm collossal, you'se a mosquito	22
23							I'mma play Tarzan, you play Cheetah	23
24							Cheeta, biter, love to forge	24
25							Better yet, I'll call you Curious George	25
26							'Cause curiosty cold killed the cat	26
27							Can't hide so black to the side	27
28							Let your backbone slide	28
55	Dick Van Dyke flips, I get busy, they're dizzy, they start to collide						[Maestro Fresh Wes]	55
56	They should've stepped off, I let it slide but now they got brazen						The keyword is synchronism	56
57	Dry like a raisin, I glaze like a vase, I smash you like days until						Yo, check out my homeboy dance to the rythmn	57
58	They realize, they shouldn't have ripped, it's '89, not Beethoven's fifth						And hey, this hey, oh, this ain't Forte	58
59	Or sixth, it's a throw down, I'm conducting it because like a high rise						I'm coming double-f	59
60	I'm constructing it, was once thoughts, pen and paper						Fortissamo, F-F for funky fresh	60
29							My DJ is LTD, mellow-flex	29
30							you listen to the poetry, big jumbo jet	30
31							Vocabulary golden, beats from my rollin	31
32							Stone cold lyrics with the microphone I'm holdin	32
33							Words I rip, egos I strip	33
34							I make sucker crews kick, Dick Van Dyke flips	34
35							I get busy, they're dizzy, they start to collide	35
36							They should've stepped off	36
37							(stepped off), I let it slide	37
38							But now they got brasen, dry like a raisin	38
39							I glaze like a vase, I smash you like days	39
40							Until they realize, they shouldn't have ripped	40
41							It's '89, not Beetoven's fifth or sixth	41
42							It's a throwdown, I'm conducting it	42
43							Because like a highrise, I'm constructing it	43
44							Was once thoughts, pen, and paper	44
45							Now it's a tower, a soul, a skyscraper	45
46							It's getting out of hand after	46
47							I've created a monster	47
48							My musical monologue makes you wanna	48
49							Move with the Maestro	49
50							You feel hot so you set the blend,	50
51							the cresendo is nice yo	51
52							I'm the guy, the rhythm is a ride	52
53							(the rhythm is a ride)	53
54							To the fresh side, and let your backbone slide	54
61	Now it's a tower, a soul, a skyscraper, it's getting out of hand						This is a throwdown	61
1	After I've created a monster, my musical monologue makes							1
2	You wanna move with the Maestro, you feel hot so you set the blend							2
3	The crescendo is nice yo, I'm the guy, the rhythm is a ride							3
4	To the fresh side and let your backbone slide, this is a throw down							4

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