Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Love Music (Kendrick Lamar & Oobergeek) , by - Tech N9ne. Release date: 06.06.2011
Song language: English
I Love Music (Kendrick Lamar & Oobergeek) |
| The, the, the reason that I’m breathin' |
| Seeping heat |
| It gets me cheese, why I’m eaten in Bad Season |
| Was deep in beef and was needing some beats to release in evenings |
| Instead of me being up and bleeding with thieves and heathens wit keys and |
| obstacles |
| Made it possible for the flow go to be profitable |
| Yo Tech audible, his inaugural prada popped and was plausible |
| God is so good for giving me music! |
| Liftin', gettin' me through when I was fixing to lose it |
| Dudes hit Big Scoob’s shit and reppin' the blue tip |
| Fool’s skipped when Scoob scritch, we jumped in the 2 whip |
| Full clips for who stick the homie for true grip |
| My crew, thanks to music, we all living through it |
| Got me out of the ghetto, got me mucho dinero |
| In Cozumel, Mexico shorts and Jordans and a sombrero |
| This gift ain’t given from a devil, so settle |
| Come and get this rebel music that’s hot as a kettle, pendejo |
| Saved my life, paid my lights, made my wife, say «Bye Bye» |
| Gave my nights babes, I like preyed my mic |
| Would never fade, forever slayed, days I write |
| My cheddar raised up better, faze way high hyped |
| My music’s one reason I always get to lay my pipe |
| The reason Tech N9na can comfortably say «Night, night» |
| Blessed me, with original flow, so Hey! |
| Why bite? |
| I hear, I feel, I live, listen and learn |
| I like… |
| (I love music) |
| Yeah, I love (I love music) |
| For real (I love music) |
| And I need (I love music) |
| To feel (I love music) |
| Go and play it (I love music) |
| Yeah, know what I’m saying? |
| (I love music) |
| My love (I love music) |
| Know what I’m saying? |
| Automatic when I do this |
| Manually, daily, monthly, annually |
| I get a step closer to being the coolest |
| Acoustic got me foolin', about to lose it. |
| Ooh, shit |
| Jump in the grind, and my hom' Mean Mike produced it |
| That’s music pahtna |
| I’m just a poet with incredible rhythm |
| Words arranged will let you know he has incredible in him |
| I don’t mean to toot my own horn, but toot toot, ha ha |
| I laugh because it’s easier than do ray mi fa sol la |
| Ti do, we know he go say what on that C Note |
| And he can pay a C Note with that B Note |
| I’m talkin' truth |
| And I got stories that I show you that it’s walkin proof |
| A thousand miles of it and I can show you what I’m walkin' through |
| Music ain’t a hobby, it’s an organ, of my body, that the creator provided back |
| in January of '92 |
| So don’t you dare say good music skipped my generation |
| Your hatin' ain’t nothin' but motivation for these compilations |
| Oob! |
| Music is my life |
| The reason why I write |
| Like Edgar Allan Poe on the beat, like a parasite |
| You thought a parachute made my flow just fall out the sky |
| Then you fell apart into a body part no one would buy |
| Nobody tried my limits cause they’re afraid of heights |
| The ambition, weak or gravity let 'em die |
| I let you live until a nigga compose a rhyme |
| Then it’s like a Rhino in your ass every time |
| Time and time again I treat my pen like The Pen |
| Bars harder than Pelican Bay and I been |
| Servin' a life sentence since the day I was ten |
| Nine times outta ten you only ten songs deep before you leap |
| Into a pool of sharks then swim |
| That’s an analogy on the way I do casualties |
| And I do this shit casually |
| Before the verse end, I’ll be in the Hall of Fame with my picture framed, friend |
| And if it wasn’t for my music, I wouldn’t be standing here! |
| If it wasn’t for my music, you wouldn’t have nothing to hear, yeah |
| And I love… |
| Wake up!!! |