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ChorusGet down get down let it hit em'Move ya body just float to the rhythmget down get down to the missionHey a ladi dadi move ya body to the rhythm
Verse 1Give her guitar tune the strings up rightThen, pass him the congas let him freak it through the nightNext show me the Rhodes and I'll let my hands roamAll across the keys till my fingers find homeThere's no place like it, the bass better mic itAnd make the lines funky, so kids wanna bite itYo! I'll check the sound are the monitors clear?"Yo kero the statics hummin" quick, summon the engineerThe lines getting longer, something we shouldn't fearTonight let's do this right half steppers to the rearSold out show, promotions on the roll,The bands set to go, one second are we clear? Word let's start the show, oh what happened to my beer?Damn some shyster snagged it like magic it disappearedWhatever, for the better, maybe I'll grab anotherOr not time to rock and get down mutha...
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Verse 2Aight. Hands up. No time for frontin'All you cool ass people drop your shades stop stuntin'Its Kero One with more flows than arrowheadDerelict, more slept on than Aero-bedIgnored by press and record label execsCold shoulders from promoters with repsBut check it, things progressing now magazines got a secMy demos on their desk when before there's no addressGirls at my shows asking me to sign their breasts likeDamn girl, let's back it up a secI'm here to rock a show with a flow nothing lessConnect with some people in an equal contextWith a mic check, a checka 1,2The parties in our hands band what you gonna do?
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