Shaden: Gimme that beat boys, gimme that flow Let me live within the rhythm, let me free my soul, and drift away Give me that beat boys, give me that flow Let me live within the rhythm, let me free my soul X2
Direct: Let me drift away, reminiscing the days I miss listening to hits played on 92 and 106, sitting in my room, hearing the tunes, of 2pac, bone and biggy be blaring from my puny boom box
From the crossroads, to juicy, to life goes on, I used to rock, the fugees, the old skool songs. like regulate, my favorite from warren and nate, I was always saving up all my money so I can blow it on tapes.
Cuz after school, I would walk straight to the record shop, and walk through every section stopping at hip hop. just ta find a song to buy to bring back home, so I can sing along, when I feel lonesome.
That's what I did just to pass the time. I was a, young kid, but the sound was sublime. Cuz the music, I always found, to be therapeutic. looking back at my life now, I know how, I got through it.
T: Growing up, I was social but, never was the type to open up So my closest friends were never close enough I suppose to them I was emotionless... So, my headphones were my constant companions Around my neck they were constantly hanging And late at night when I'm haunted by phantoms The songs I would jam would subconsciously ban them And damn I know it's just lyrics and beats But lyrics to me are like infinite peace And peace Is what hip hop had brought me Strumming my pain like it was "Killing Me Softly" Killing me, but what a way to die Overdosed on flows, comatose on rhymes And I Wanna drift away Staying conscious enough just to hit replay, okay...
Shaden: Gimme the b-boys, the freestyle shows, I wanna get lost in that hip hop soul
Direct & T: C'mon mister DJ, don't let me down now Take me away from today with surround sound And drown out all the noise from the outside World while I curl up and close both my brown eyes And cool down, let me sink the song Believing every lyric as I lip synch along See it talks to me, it whispers in rhymes Relating life stories that ain't too different than mine So gimme that beat boys, and free my soul I wanna get lost if it's possible Cuz these songs ease my thoughts and let my herat sleep While the bassdrum replaces my heartbeat