| Got this feelin that I can’t ignore, you gave me more than I was asking for,
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| and now I owe you My life, I could never deny you inspire what comes outta
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| this mic
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| I been down this road before, a lil bit has changed and yet it still remains
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| the same, see the kick is the heartbeat of man, the snare is the timing that
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| keeps his order and plans, the hi hats sift back and forth like life’s ups and
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| downs we ain’t ready for but, thank God for the melody so sweet reminds me
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| where my heart should be, yeah!
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| Feel the rhythm in your soul (ooh, ooh-ooh)
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| Let it move you, let it soothe you, let it rock-a rock-a right through you
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| It’s the sound we’ve been waiting for, let it flow right out the door,
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| Here we go!
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| Give me that funk, that funky rhythm that you want, give me that beat that
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| makes you get up on
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| Your feet, give me that melody, melody you can sing with me, don’t be shy just
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| keep it live
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| Just a little bit, a little bit of rhythm when I’m not in time, just a little
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| bit, I can never
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| Get enough turn it up 'cause it feels so
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| Finally we all agree, music brings us together like a family
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| And every note (uh oh uh oh) is like an antidote (uh oh uh oh) to all the heavy
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| situations we’re facing call up your station say
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| Hey now! |
| Give me your attention cause I got something to mention to you
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| About! |
| About a young boy who’s a preacher son and his world was turned
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| Upside down! |
| When he heard the needle drop and heard the sound of the music
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| playin'
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| Rhythm and blues echoed through every room in the house!
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| Music then became my medicine
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| To heal the world I became a musician
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| Started giving out my own prescriptions
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| Group 1 Crew your personal physicians
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| Um, Doctor, I’m feelin' sick
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| Well I think I got a cure that can handle it
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| Gimme a kick, and a snare, and a whole lotta soul
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| Hands in the air! |