Текст песни
I said can the drummer have some?
Can the drummer have some more?
The drummer ain't had none in a long time, y'all
What would I die for? The life force
Resting at the essence of my core
I don't recall applying for no college or Job Corps, not at all
Got it all just by knocking on God's door
Took my hide outdoors in the yard and did my chores
Battling in dive bars, sharpening my sword
Started on the ground floor, snuck me in the kitchen and side door
Supposed to be the opener, they hollered for encore
My song made my eyes moist just like yours
Tell you how I feel about it day and night like Al B. Sure!
It's not easy, no Sunday morning, no commodores
Earth, Wind & Fire my shining star
An ocean without a shore, oozing out of my pores
Catch me on the corner with the vinyl like Final Call
My squad violate all your rules and your bylaws
Especially the lie about your life in your rhyme clause
These are all my scars, low points and high score
Delivery five star, Jeff fortified like a Vice Lord
My life line cross with the mic cord, hardcore
Not just because, but for the right cause
It's the hand clap, finger snap, baby feet pitter-pat
Hummingbird wing flap, raindrop window tap
Heartrate and breathtaking and love making
The undertaking of the one language
Said the drum made the whole room move as one
Universal tongue excluding none
They crowd around the sound like the blooming sun
In unison, look at what the music done
Said the drum made the whole room move as one
Universal tongue excluding none
They crowd around the sound like the blooming sun
In unison
It's always the truth that call us
Tryna describe what the human heart is
Too enormous for you to chart it, but do record it
Nothing is truly gorgeous
As the ahs and the oohs moving through the chorus
It's as true as the womb that bore us
Roots that brought us to the soil that produce the purest