Music, music, The of the wind If you ever about it you walk in the rhythm The of a bird's wings, calms the savage beast whole life is a beat The cries of a Soothes, the baby The mirrors and of your life Life is a song, a beat, a Christ our Savior, Adjusted by a Inspiration, music And us we go
Ya, that's what I'm talkin' about right You just can't get that, but this Ya know what I'm sayin', this is classic
Groove to the line, slap that snare drum It's music to yo' eardrum, snap these We ain't goin' nowhere hon', on dancin' the mud to the mansion, imagine that Back rubs, get the oils, pass me that Hot tubs, sit yo' ass in And music this good, could make 'em act like that So do it This is a track It's like
In the light, in the In the soul, in ya To the end, the start music
In the light, in the In the soul, in ya To the end, from the music
Aww man, I'm in the zone again, up in the whirlwind And I'm, tryin' to make a decision the whole damn world ends days turn into nights man and burn for twice as long Cause when my pen brushes the pad with an art form that And every 'cross the nation, every house and every basement Hustlers on street corners live by a beat that's constantly The one thing stays basic, nappy roots ain't nothin' to with move is practicin' patience, perfectly pacin', how to stay blatant My sole reason for existence is for all my folks to be a To the movement of music that this group put out for centuries And has a life of own and it gon' take on some different identities Now who'd a thought we make it happen with this in this industry? Ya
In the light, in the In the soul, in ya To the end, from the Good
In the light, in the In the soul, in ya To the end, from the music
Shot up in my Deep in my head to toe, whoa up in my bones Deep in my head to toe
Lots of songs, lots of Bookoo fan, lots of Good and bad time, and makin' up Even feet hurt in the rhythm that run walkin' off in the club, lullabies to a newborn Jazz softly gettin' grooves on Tears in a funeral, brought on by a sad After biggie's, one more chance, who was ugly made me wanna do it in the rain R. had me rentin' cars to do it in the range Breathin' is a tempo adjusted by adrenaline Situations, God for the situation
In the light, in the In the soul, in ya To the end, from the Good
In the light, in the In the soul, in ya To the end, the start music
Shot up in my in my soul From head to toe, up in my bones Deep in my From to toe
Said it got to be in my soul Got to be it can't be nothin' Nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin'