Letras
Basically, if you have the beginning
Of any art form, just like a painting
You have a canvas, you have your paints and you have your brush
A keyboardist has ivory keys
A DJ has vinyl and a turntable
Tools of the trade
A blind man has a cane, but can he see?
From our hands to your ears
You don't need structure, you need passion
Bring it from the heart and your soul
Hot, it's hot
Basically, if you have the beginning
Of any art form, just like a painting
You have a canvas, you have your paints and you have your brush
A painter has a paintbrush
Every stroke is different
A keyboardist has keys
But what you gonna do?
It comes from you
You make it hard or you doodlin'
We doodlin'
What's burnin' inside you?
You ever been on fire?
It's hot
I'm doodlin'
My piano
My piano
Cut your fingers on the strings
It's worth it if the chord is hot
Harmonics
Doodlin'
No structure, no chorus, no verse
It's just music
Pull it from your soul
It's not house, not disco, not jazz
Just music
For your mind
Doodlin'