Letras
Press off cue but the step look tight
Eyes mid-glazed but I see that light
Hands in coat, never rush my claim
Slide so late, still ahead that game
Tilt one word and the room get loud
Shoes too clean for the beat this proud
Lines too bent to be read too fast
One shrug deep, now the spell gon' last
Press, then wait
Lean, then skate
Un-smirk fate
Pause, don't fake
Press off cue, still ride that zone
Footstep swing when I walk alone
One late tap got the crowd all grown
No rushed tone but I carved that throne
Pause one sec, then I hit that slide
No head nod but the bass don't lie
One sharp lean make the kick rewind
Talk too calm but I shake that dial
Shoes don't squeak, still they heard that style
Move don't shout but it stretch a mile
Bar too slick for a rushed-type lane
Face stay blank but I glitch that frame
Step, don't run
Glow, no sun
Speak, then done
Rule with none
Press off cue, still ride that zone
Footstep swing when I walk alone
One late tap got the crowd all grown
No rushed tone but I carved that throne
But I carved that throne
Too off-grid but the map still bend
No harsh start but I spark that end
Talk like fog when the gate swing slow
Ball land crooked but the shape still glow
No loud cheer but the nod still spread
Kept things flat but the beat got fed
Foot don't stomp but the rhythm flip
One stray word and the bass get grip
Face don't twitch but the room react
Light don't flash but I shift that track
Break one norm and the space got depth
Hold one beat like I stole that breath
Pose too bent to be cloned or caught
Laid-back scheme but I pressed that thought
Wrote no rule but the game still play
Off-press move made the moment sway
Press, then wait
Lean, then skate
Un-smirk fate
Pause, don't fake
Press off cue, still ride that zone
Footstep swing when I walk alone
One late tap got the crowd all grown
No rushed tone but I carved that throne
But I carved that throne