paroles de chanson Spine or Paper - Professor Lexis

True say i just came through with a brand new bar full of flavour
Save half for later
My man′s tryna get booked but he ain't got spine or paper
Intake then bathe in the vapour
Parkside serving the graft insane link Z
Leave half in the car for later
Something stinky′s under the seat
Wrapped up in a bag in a glass container

I tell Zul'Dan slide that fader
Cah' I′m in the booth just putting in labor
J in the tray save that for later
Serve a hot bar G Indian waiter
T-T-Trust my man to make it baiter
All for the food but he don′t wanna cater
See to improve yourself on the way 'cah
The cards you′re dealt might be your saviour
Or they might break ya
I'm nothin′ without my homes 221 Baker
Always grindin' man′s no skater
Garnish bars with a OG flavour
A-A-And I been seeing 'nuff hate on the way but
I leave them man in the dust got the pace of
An ostrich and I'm on this like a dog on hot chips
No salt but I shake a
Man with the lyric ′cah we be doing it properly
While we′re shaking the foundation they abusing the property
Cah when I get up in the stu and jet a few on these hotter beats
I open your brain like this shit was a fucking lobotomy
Fuck an apology
I got horrid schemes and I'm honestly
Going ham on it like someone bought a pig to the slaughter g
Now forgive me for talking these
Self absorbing enormities
I′m enormously annoyed and 'boutta being on the torture B rep my
Clan with the lyrics your gang moving timid
When they roll up see that I′m actually with it
Slapping 'em with it the magic the finish
I′m finishing rappers then scrannin' their spirits
Came from the bridge and I came in to win it
You thinking that h- gon' do shit when you swing it
Living with all of this pain for a minute
I spin it in lyrics exhibit my spirit

Man′s got full force radar
Save that for later
Ain′t it funny how my man's tryna get booked?
He ain′t got spine or paper
Intake then bathe in the vapour
Parkside serving the graft insane link T
Leave half in the car for later
Something naughty's under the seat
Wrapped up in a bag in a glass container

I tell Zul′Dan slide that fader 'cah I′m in the booth just putting in work
'Nuff of the fiending now I'm just steaming verbs and peeling cooking up words
W-W-Whole ting got spun
Life got lurched and put in reverse
A-A-All of the pain got wrapped up billed in a zoot then spat straight out in a verse
So Lexicology went done good numbers
The self-prod tune got gassed up
What do they think? The ting′s just wrapped up?
′Boutta put HX middle of the map bruv
Yeah yeah true say I'm out in Europe but for the ends then I still got mad love
Can′t forget where I came from
Dem dem day ones still show they got my back bruv
And ya dunkno I got theirs too
Left for a year
Spent like two
Soon check back in the red white blue
'Cah out here they can′t make a decent brew
W-W-Went Oz part one and I grew
Then i Went NZ and I grew times two
And for the boys back in HX
Just trust ain't long til I next pass through
That′s a wager

Save half for later
Funny how my man's tryna get booked
He ain't got spine or paper
Intake then bathe in the vapour
Parkside serving the graft insane link Z
Leave half in the car for later
That′s stinkin′ under the seat
Wrapped up in a bag in a glass container

Oi ZD slide that fader
I been in the booth just puttin' in labour
J in the tray save that for later
Serve a hot bar G
Oh my days!
Trust my man to make it baiter
All for the food but he don′t wanna cater See to improve yourself on the way
The cards you're dealt might be your saviour
Or they might break ya

Oi and them man don′t even know what's cookin′ still
More to come always
Take your time
Oi oi
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Let's get it