the same as you and Ia??m the same as me And hopefully we can find ways to let us be reasonably fine Reasonably fine, at least to beat my drums in time
sleepin'? Hung velvet overtaken me Dim chandelier awaken me To a song dissolved in the dawn (Michael, Michael) The music hall a costly bow The music
fine If it's up to me, you'll face no change If you smiling, that should set the tone Just be limber And if you let go, the music should move your bones
loose like a belt Little worse for wear But I'm wearing it well Tell me, what's wrong With a little grind 'n' bump? When the stereos erupt With a kick drum
this rhyme, you wanna sing it out loud. You are the nation of our fathers. Young Jews, be proud! [musical interlude: Jewish music played on synthesizer with drums
I love music(what kind of music) (Chorus 2x) We love the reggae and jazz and rock and roll could be cool alternative too we love the rhythm and blues
is up, oh yeah My heart is a dancer beating like a disco drum Beating like a disco drum, beating like a disco drum Beating like a disco drum She's a
[Kanye West] Uh, Good music, this our year backing drums by DJ Premier now let me count it down, who the f-ck up in here Common, Don, Old G, battle rap
Every night while I'm undressin', Sayin' my prayers and lightly confessin', I can hear hot licks From a set of drums upstairs. Well, it couldn't be johnny
Every night while I'm undressin' Sayin' my prayers and lightly confessin' I can hear hot licks From a set of drums upstairs Well, it couldn't be Johnny
want more Take my hand and pull me closer Whisper nothings in my ear 'Til the walls just disappear Feel the music take you higher Feel my heart beat like a drum
hey my niggas turnt up im a beast bitch west coast im on the east bitch when im in the place the hoes lose it they say they love me and the music the
Music everywhere, feet are pattin' Puttin' tempo in old Manhattan Everybody is out high hattin' Spreadin' rhythm around Everywhere you go trumpets are
out when we stopped talking Found myself in the corner drinking but the problem just won't go I distract myself with music but my ear drums just refused
to them haters like, what's up? (Say, What's up?) See, you might have to yell, 'Cause my music's loud as hell, And I can't hear nothing over my drum
ride inside Feel the breeze blow by, yo I'm getting' you high Bob Nesta said it best everything will be all right Introspect and connect the sect's and let this music
and let this music make you fly I listened' to the wind whistle in a channel of sound my ear like a vacuum begin to boom glisten like the sun heats a drum
I feel like I have a lot of work to do Still, I'm a student of the drums And I'm also a teacher of the drums too What makes cancer tenacious? The moon