歌曲 | Keep The Beat |
歌手 | Eric B. & Rakim |
专辑 | Don't Sweat The Technique |
作曲 : Eric B./Rakim | |
She asked could | |
I keep the beat | |
So here’s the beat, everytime it pounds you get weak | |
Comfy, imbedded like a pillow, bouncin' wit an echo | |
My voice is moist and plus mellow | |
I got it going on, you’re gonna wanna come | |
Skins is the drum, said | |
I’m the drummer | |
Give the drummer some and we’ll see if you can hang wit ra | |
Hmm, let’s see if you can shangrila | |
Easy like | |
Tina Marie | |
I play it slick | |
Like Rick | |
James, I’m the fire in your desire’s flames | |
I heat up your temperature keep the tempo raw | |
When you start to smoke, rest assured | |
I start to think ’cause you’re a singer like | |
AnitaHigh pitched like a tweeter, deep beats start to beat her | |
Much harder than love taps, my rap’s above that | |
I get girls where | |
I want wit a maze full of love traps | |
But I don’t want to fall in love | |
I stand in love, good balanced wit a plan to shove | |
Accapella as we start to speak | |
Heart to heart and cheek to cheek then | |
I complete the beat | |
Tempo’s movin' and | |
I’m hopin' it’ll never fade away | |
The beat is groovin', words are soothin' | |
And please tell me that you’re here to stay | |
In the mornin' and | |
I’m hopin' the mornin' come again | |
Hold me close and give me another dose | |
And keep the beat don’t ever let it end | |
She said, ah, so far, you didn’t miss a beat yet | |
Pop in another cassette, then | |
I’m in to wreck | |
I’ll give you a beat you never had before | |
I had to explore and came up wit more | |
Deep trunk kicks wit a brick for a drum stick | |
You know the song, don’t hum along, come quick | |
You lay like sade, it feels like paradise | |
At the top of the pyramid, we review new heights | |
The scenery of | |
Egypt, you and me as we get | |
So deep in the groove, when you move, you get seasick | |
You seen enough, close your eyes and relax | |
Move wit the tracks and stay tuned for the sax | |
The instrumental, enters your mental | |
Tense but gentle and sentimental | |
Accapella as we start to speak | |
Heart to heart and cheek to cheek then | |
I complete the beat | |
Tempo’s movin' and | |
I’m hopin' it’ll never fade away | |
The beat is groovin', words are soothin' | |
And please tell me that you’re here to stay | |
In the mornin' and | |
I’m hopin' the mornin' come again | |
Hold me close and give me another dose | |
And keep the beat don’t ever let it end | |
She wanted the extended version | |
So I kept splurging and add more words in | |
Strong, the emotion, notions move | |
And the poetry’s smoking, potions soothing | |
There goes the moon, | |
I’m far from done | |
Rise like the sun, here comes the sun | |
And I won’t stop ’til it sets and then | |
Rewind the cassettes and | |
I’ma play it again | |
But this time it’s instrumental at a faster tempo | |
All I wanna hear is yea rakim, go | |
I work overtime on your body and mind’ | |
Cause I’m incline to do both combined | |
My job is never done but done well | |
Horizontal or parallel | |
Accapella as we start to speak | |
Heart to heart and cheek to cheek then | |
I complete the beat | |
Tempo’s movin' and | |
I’m hopin' it’ll never fade away | |
The beat is groovin', words are soothin' | |
And please tell me that you’re here to stay | |
In the mornin' and | |
I’m hopin' the mornin' come again | |
Hold me close and give me another dose | |
And keep the beat don’t ever let it end |
zuò qǔ : Eric B. Rakim | |
She asked could | |
I keep the beat | |
So here' s the beat, everytime it pounds you get weak | |
Comfy, imbedded like a pillow, bouncin' wit an echo | |
My voice is moist and plus mellow | |
I got it going on, you' re gonna wanna come | |
Skins is the drum, said | |
I' m the drummer | |
Give the drummer some and we' ll see if you can hang wit ra | |
Hmm, let' s see if you can shangrila | |
Easy like | |
Tina Marie | |
I play it slick | |
Like Rick | |
James, I' m the fire in your desire' s flames | |
I heat up your temperature keep the tempo raw | |
When you start to smoke, rest assured | |
I start to think ' cause you' re a singer like | |
AnitaHigh pitched like a tweeter, deep beats start to beat her | |
Much harder than love taps, my rap' s above that | |
I get girls where | |
I want wit a maze full of love traps | |
But I don' t want to fall in love | |
I stand in love, good balanced wit a plan to shove | |
Accapella as we start to speak | |
Heart to heart and cheek to cheek then | |
I complete the beat | |
Tempo' s movin' and | |
I' m hopin' it' ll never fade away | |
The beat is groovin', words are soothin' | |
And please tell me that you' re here to stay | |
In the mornin' and | |
I' m hopin' the mornin' come again | |
Hold me close and give me another dose | |
And keep the beat don' t ever let it end | |
She said, ah, so far, you didn' t miss a beat yet | |
Pop in another cassette, then | |
I' m in to wreck | |
I' ll give you a beat you never had before | |
I had to explore and came up wit more | |
Deep trunk kicks wit a brick for a drum stick | |
You know the song, don' t hum along, come quick | |
You lay like sade, it feels like paradise | |
At the top of the pyramid, we review new heights | |
The scenery of | |
Egypt, you and me as we get | |
So deep in the groove, when you move, you get seasick | |
You seen enough, close your eyes and relax | |
Move wit the tracks and stay tuned for the sax | |
The instrumental, enters your mental | |
Tense but gentle and sentimental | |
Accapella as we start to speak | |
Heart to heart and cheek to cheek then | |
I complete the beat | |
Tempo' s movin' and | |
I' m hopin' it' ll never fade away | |
The beat is groovin', words are soothin' | |
And please tell me that you' re here to stay | |
In the mornin' and | |
I' m hopin' the mornin' come again | |
Hold me close and give me another dose | |
And keep the beat don' t ever let it end | |
She wanted the extended version | |
So I kept splurging and add more words in | |
Strong, the emotion, notions move | |
And the poetry' s smoking, potions soothing | |
There goes the moon, | |
I' m far from done | |
Rise like the sun, here comes the sun | |
And I won' t stop ' til it sets and then | |
Rewind the cassettes and | |
I' ma play it again | |
But this time it' s instrumental at a faster tempo | |
All I wanna hear is yea rakim, go | |
I work overtime on your body and mind' | |
Cause I' m incline to do both combined | |
My job is never done but done well | |
Horizontal or parallel | |
Accapella as we start to speak | |
Heart to heart and cheek to cheek then | |
I complete the beat | |
Tempo' s movin' and | |
I' m hopin' it' ll never fade away | |
The beat is groovin', words are soothin' | |
And please tell me that you' re here to stay | |
In the mornin' and | |
I' m hopin' the mornin' come again | |
Hold me close and give me another dose | |
And keep the beat don' t ever let it end |