can you feel it, that funky sensation?
Boomin' out your radio station
That's how it be
When your style's mad free
And rollin' with the
INC
And somebody wants to know
What's that playin'?
Brooklyn bass music
That's all I'm sayin'
So you can keep your
Daisy
Dukes on
Just stand slower
As I rock your boat like
Noah
It's the master
Um, blaster
Buka livin'
A party, I'm mad terrible
Like
Ivan
My fan base range from drug dealers
With mobile phones
Who hustle
To skateboard kids
That smoke bones
I got the boom, the busta -bastic,
and I hit you with the drastic
For some that gun made of plastic,
and if you wanna know if hip -hop's gonna make it
The music is the answer if the
G's don't fake it
That music is the an swer
And it goes on
That music is the an swer
And it goes on
That music is the an swer
And it goes on
That music is the an swer
And it goes on
Check it out, there's a party goin' on
Party goin' on, party goin' on
And it's ten before ten
There's a party goin' on
Party goin' on, party goin' on
Can you get me in ?
Somebody said there's
a party at the spot
So I'm with it
I love gettin' loose, I admit it
I'm rollin' in the black coupe
My man
Shabby pushin'
Ridin' shotgun, havin' fun
But I'm wishin'
That we could find a parkin' spot
Quick, cause the line at the
door is kinda thick
I said I'm on the guest list,
I knew I really wasn't
We got it on the humble,
this kid knew my cousin so we in
A lot of fly honey showing skin, amen
I don't know where I want to begin
Bartender, bartender,
hit me with the raw
Tea from
Long
Island and don't forget my straw
Digger had this new drink,
he just had to buy it
I'm kinda like a skeptic,
I didn't wanna try it but then I sipped it
And no joke,
went straight to my chest jeep
Sixty seconds later, I'm dizzy like a lesbian,
but I'm chillin'
In the party mood, but not rowdy
My speech is gettin' slurry
My vision's gettin' cloudy,
but it's on, it's on
I wish I was a dancer
My mind state is lovely
And the music is the answer
The music is the an swer
And it goes on
The music is the answer
And it goes on
The mu sic is the an swer
And it goes on
That mu sic is the an swer
And it goes on
Whoop there it was,
I mean whoop there it went
That mu sic gonna die if niggas
don't represent
You got the bass to get your eardrums ringing
I make fat jams but no I ain't singing
It ain't
Luther or
Freddie,
Albee or
Bobby
Aaron or
Teddy, you better get ready
And it goes on, and it goes on,
and it goes on, and it goes on
That's right so I'm
Shawshank, the
Aurora, hit the flora,
Au rora,
Warrior
Alice, I rock in
Dallas and
Houston, I'm boosting like I was
Herbo, I smoke
MC's but pass on the
Herbo, to do it one time for the amps in the trunk,
we got the answer, it's that
B -Bass,
B -Bass
That music is the answer, an d it goes on
And it goes on
That music is the answer
And it goes on
That music is the answer
And it goes on
And it goes on
I'm
JamesBl0nde… out