Early on a Sunday morning, with everyone else still asleep, Michelle and I are in the basement while I play Maestro Fresh Wes' "Let Your Backbone Slide" on the computer. I'm holding Michelle and rapping along with Maestro. Michelle loves it and starts to laugh and clap along.
Every verb you heard I play snaps your vertabre, you try to cover, a hover me, a roast, a fake, a flag, then I run a post toast, I'm the most.
