Soul Beat

[Hook]
Once you feel the funky vibe
Nothing can stop you from moving your feet
Jump into your groovy time
Peep' up at what you hear from the soul beat
Some folks like to party now
Nobody else's jive don't concern them
They just came to boogie right
And probably won't be leaving 'till the thing ends

[Verse 1]
Pump, step, then turn your body round
And when you want check, if you want solid ground
So when you finally catch a rhythm
Get it all up in your system
Make you pump up
And listen to the sound I make do with
But I gotta use it, something I act foolish
Now check out the coolness, of the drummer
Gimmie some of that double clutch, kick, snare, high hat
That's right jack, i'm staying were i'm at
Don't fight back
This is not a threat
It's a open invation to come work up a sweat
Now my shirt getting wet
And her skirt getting hiked up
And all heared were people saying
Watch yourself Myka
I'm like, uhh
Mind your own buisness
Me and this missess ain't doing this just for physical fitness
It's a love thing
With the kiss and hug ring
Round her finger, with the wedding singer
And the trust is above gain

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Slump back, then fall into a slide
Do what you want, clap
Then call it what you like
And if you grinding how you living
Get it baller, with your wisdom
Then you drunk that
And cup another [glass?]
It takes, choose it
Who you wanting, lose it
Nothing but to true'ness
Most of them' are clueless
Of the number 9
It's the under cali touch
With were it's at
Sure you right mac
I'm playing on this track
Get like that
This is not a bet
It's the hopes of every nation
That deserves some respect
Now the earth getting wet
And her dirt getting spiked up
But round the world I see ya' trying to save yourself [guya]
Inspire, [drum?] of a witness
Me and this misses with who we get the mystical missions
It's a love thing
[whispers?] it's a small wing
From the city where the air is dirty from pollution
What I call lame

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Dip, dive
Then slipped into a jiggy
When you get live
You figure what you do
While you rewinding your body with the rhyming
You think am gonna quick stride
And start to do it big
Shake your booty
Just you and your cute
Where gonna do [?]
And the you burning something fruity
There's a summary's of the 1 who [?]
Unless its weed
Infact, let me give you that
Your not hooked on that crack or that smack
This is not a diss
There's some dope that have you fixing
That can work they inject
It ain't worth the quick hit
Theres some [?] and some black stuff
With that tourniquet
Shooting up with that white dust
A tight thrust
The sign of addiction
It's the pain that turns to pleasure
When releasing constriction
It's a love thing
But it's just a drug ring
Circled in the streets of urbanites of urban clubs
But I maintain

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