Music, music, The of the wind If you ever think it you walk in the rhythm The of a bird's wings, calms the savage beast whole life is a beat The of a baby Soothes, the baby The mirrors and of your life Life is a song, a beat, a our Savior, Adrenaline Adjusted by a Inspiration, music And us we go
Ya, that's what I'm talkin' about right You can't get that, nowhere but this Ya know what I'm sayin', is classic shit
Groove to the line, slap that snare drum It's to yo' eardrum, snap these back We ain't goin' hon', keep on dancin' the mud to the mansion, imagine that Back rubs, get the body oils, me that Hot tubs, sit yo' ass in And music this good, could make 'em act like that So do it is a classic track It's music
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 Good
Aww man, I'm in the again, caught up in the whirlwind And I'm, to make a decision before 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 that microphones And every county the nation, every house and every basement Hustlers on street corners live by a beat constantly changin' The one thing stays basic, nappy ain't nothin' to play with Every is practicin' patience, perfectly pacin', how to stay blatant My sole reason for existence is for all my to be a witness To the movement of this music that group put out for centuries And has a of it's own and it Prob'ly gon' take on different identities Now who'd a we make it happen with this rappin' in this industry? Ya
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
Shot up in my in my soul From to toe, whoa Shot up in my Deep in my head to toe
Lots of songs, of sounds Bookoo fan, lots of Good and bad time, farewells and up Even feet hurt in the rhythm that run walkin' off in the club, lullabies to a newborn Jazz softly enhances gettin' on Tears in a funeral, brought on by a sad After biggie's, one more chance, who was ugly Sade me wanna do it in the rain R. Kelly had me cars to do it in the range is a beat 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, from the music
Shot up in my in my soul From to toe, whoaaaaa 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', else