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Where everything is music, don't worry about saving these songs And if one of our instruments breaks, it doesn't matter We have fallen into the place where everything is music The stumming and flute notes rise into the atmosphere And even if the whole world's harp should burn up There will be hidden instruments playing Uh, see I can't explain how it hit me But from the beginning it stained my memory I seen the fat boys beat boxing and talking rhythmically When I was three or four, but it came out when I was born I remember one Sunday morn, seeing Michael Jackson perform They tried to dress me like him next morning before I went to school Nobody noticed me, but I still thought I was cool That all started with Michael Jackson, I can't describe the attraction But my dad gave me LL's Bad before I had Michael Jackson's My papa was giving me rap back then Now he got the nerve to act surprise that I rap My favorite track back then was Wild Wild West How You Like Me Now and Bad was my first two cassettes I remember seeing Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z. when I was ten I thought he looked like Superman, so I popped it in I skipped around, uh, I took it out, word up I was too young to know what that was about Cause it was all about Oochie Coochie by MC Brains My papa MC Breed, I thought they was the same thing SongtexteI remember one afternoon, my mama slapped me with a spoon For saying I once got busy in a Burger King bathroom Still it wasn't cool when she went and married a reverend And he told me all secular music is off limits, I said Can you hear the sound of the music playing I'm just trying to find the words to sing along This music is my home It's what keeps me going on My cousin wrote a rap, we had a dance to it We dissed Kris Kross but wore our pants like him Sing in the choir since we was like five or six Had mad baseball cards, so my cousin picked up the drumsticks We heard the Fugees, "You Killing Me Softly" He explained to me what a bass line was And then we started bossing The first beat we rocked was a Whitney Houston instrumental No wonder we would get into Bone Memories of Eazy E when I was three My auntie dated him, my papa would bang him on the way to the beach In the middle of the street, banging in his Jeep Playing me Chronic before the radios rocked it So I was geeked when I heard it getting spin And they turned it to Juice and Gin and nothing's even been the same since Many folks came and went but the legends remain embedded into my brain, and Can you hear the sound of the music playing I'm just trying to find the words to sing along This music is my home It's what keeps me going on Before I seen the break and move and sing to it Mama used to sit me on the sink while she swing to it Church ladies fall across the pews while they preach to it They was focused on the cross, but I just watched the keys moving Feet moving, each movement speaking to the beastly humans Stricken by crescendos, then that piece as soon as keys [?] Now how I feel up any room but you can see through it? It vibrates in any space, don't need to treat acoustics I used to bang it in my room and sketch my pieces to it Keep it in my mental on repeat then hit the streets to it Ain't no coinkydink, I soon would link with E and Blu then Proud of that, Below the Heavens was that key influence Before that, the Wu and uncle Snoop was speaking to him Rewind back when Eric B was in my speakers booming All along the art was teaching emcees the meaning to it That's why the crowd move, I eat sleep and breathe this music Can you hear the sound of the music playing I'm just trying to find the words to sing along This music is my home It's what keeps me going on Aus Songtexte Mania