I always wanted to make a sonic companion to the last song Bitzone, Frawstakwa, and I made together, “What Difference Does It Make.” I finally got my chance. This one came together real fast. Bitzone sent me a raw beat, I asked Frawstakwa to kick it off, and then I made some arrangement adjustments and laid down my lyrics and vocals based on Frawstakwa’s. Bitzone then finished it up and bada-boom, gotta move, gotta shake!
Massive thanks to Frawstakwa for bringing the fresh ideas and original verse and chorus vocals. And big thanks to Bitzone for always make the tracks more vivid than I could imagine.
May there always be at least a little time to bounce in your week!
Track Credits:
Bitzone: Music, Production, Arrangement, Mix, and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
https://www.bitzones.net/
Frawstakwa: Verse and Chorus Lyrics and vocals
https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa
the Couch King: Verse Lyrics, Vocals, and Samples
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Intro: Louis Bloomfield
Lyrics:
Hold up
Lemme tell you
What I’m talking about
To the beat
With a breakdown
That can make you bounce
Here we are
Coming through
With whatever it takes
Full force
On these fools
All up in your face
Show and prove
Break it down
To the drum
And the bass
That good old
One two
Gotta move
Gotta shake
Bada-boom
Something
That you can feel
But wait
If you could feel
Anything at all
Feeling great
Letting it flow
Mind body and soul
On my way
That’s how it goes
So the people them know
See you later
Hold up
Lemme tell you
What I’m talking about
To the beat
With a breakdown
That can make you bounce
I’m just your everyday reverie of an emcee
You see
I’m but a memory of the way
You say it be
On this beat
You project the street
On the hit of the kick
The click
Boom, respect it’s the fire of the heat
It’s the sweat dripping from the meat
You expect flowing from that bass
That slow tempo that’s got you feeling
You on the creep, you on the chase
Brace fo the bounce putting you in the some headspace
Race everyone to hear every ounce so tie up yo shoelace
And let’s go
Yo, lettin’ the people know
Hold up
Lemme tell you
What I’m talking about
To the beat
With a breakdown
That can make you bounce
The flow is
Summoned
On command
Dig deep
Within
Without a plan
Improvise
And
Ka-blam
That is called conviction
Can you understand
The definition
What is your religion?
Damn
It takes blind faith
To hope that one can trust
In what is true
What is real
For real
So what it do?
We are here to
Be seen
Be heard
Be who
We truly are
Hold up then
Please
Tell us
Who are you?
Hold up
Lemme tell you
What I’m talking about
To the beat
With a breakdown
That can make you bounce
I got the feeling the bounce is appealing
Now that the ceiling’s been breaked
We got the unwilling to denounce appearing
How it is that they never been waked
Allow the revealing of the fake
Watch out we congealing as we get baked
Take out that sponge cake, make no mistake
It got that spring, there’s no remake
Can feel the earth quake
The beat is shaking
The bass is rumbling
So deep you feel your belly ache
What’s at stake
You gotta know
It’s that flow state
We on a roll
So slap on the butter baby
We gravy
Grab a plate and
Before you go
Bounce
Bounce
To the boogie
The bang
The beat
Box
About
To bring it back
The breakdown
For the block
For my people
I see you
Gimme a pound
Tell me how
Have you been
For now
The breakdown
I’m here for you
Hear me loud
And clear
We are responsible
For where we’re
Bound
The breakdown
Heading out
Gotta beat the crowds
To get home
Put my feet up
While I eat on the couch
The breakdown
Hold up
Lemme tell you
What I’m talking about
To the beat
With a breakdown
That can make you bounce
