Absolute Zero
Dude keep to himself
You wonder, what makes me tick?
Five love languages left out curators
I play host pick menu complimentary flavors
Pins on the map of the city
Always roll fifteen recommendations with me
Follow to a second location, fills me up you trust me where
When it start? Junior high best friend and me, must be there
Trade CD-Rs, one-up, the latest finds
Collect hip-hop to chill and unwind
Take our minds off the book report grind
Didn't think to look forward decades on time
Residual gift, the songs' love interest compound
Now bar guests ask me, "You DJing right now?"
"What playlist is this?" I'm winning my day
Forget I took the job for minimum wage
There many kinds of value
Make their day, not which manager I bow to
Create a place to belong, check the vibes
1942 Mai Tai by candlelight, guests feeling all right
I can't take full credit, couldn't do it without Drew
Actually, I did it for you, anticipated your review
Now you live far away, when guests give me praise
I stand on the shoulders of your and my younger days
In my head, you tell me press on past mistakes
I love you for that, see you next session to trade mixtapes
Of all the music trade, arrange, assess moods
Don't compare to time spent with you
Don't compare to memories when you're away
Take that to my grave
When I hear the [stool] pull up at my bar
Wish I turn around to see my friend who came so far
Of all the likes, smiles, vibe guests in my room
Don't compare to time spent with you
Called the playlist Absolute Zero, we off the chain
License to chill, sure nobody thought that name
I should rename in the age of SEO sorcery
For world fame, but I like his and my secret glossary
Just fine, trade tracks then another late night chillin'
Classmates listen radio don't know this great find fillin'
Later he moved to college, state lines he crossed
I stay staring at the EQ in my DAW in deep thought
What makes an Absolute Zero candidate?
Decide does song 2 belong or do we abandon it?
Does it nod ya head, blow dad's old amp?
Warm bass, chop piano, strings, soul claps
Brute force identify, mixin' tones low and high
Transfer tape lo-fi, go together like chicken and rice
Go bold like Uhura, Sulu, and team
Cold murder a track like Guru and Preem ("Straight up")
Bitter and sweet blend like equal parts gin
Vermouth and amaro, wish we could meet same time tomorrow
I'll road trip soon to surprise ya
Keep the CD-Rs snapped on the sun visor
Tried to make an Absolute Zero song that's timeless
But you and I once in a lifetime so it's only to remind us
Maybe the carefree times behind us
Ride out adult life dark nights and you my brightness
Of all the music trade, arrange, assess moods
Don't compare to time spent with you
Don't compare to memories when you're away
Take that to my grave
When I get the [notification] sound
Wish it's the text telling me you're in town
Of all the likes, smiles, vibe guests in my room
Don't compare to time spent with you
Who knew a playlist stick around to see twenty one
On top of how old's the baby face bartender: not so young
What else endure that long? My enchanted life
Fine print gatefold expanded write special thanks
If our needle drift, Drew got my drive belt banded
Bring my ear to the platter, can't take for granted
Every song could be the final
So I pause to feel my fingertips on the vinyl
Started local library for samples, after school missed the lesson
Scan Napster, hit him AOL Instant Message
Pass-the-mic at mom's, talent show clowns
Absolute, it don't just happen, curators plan it out
Lay it down, burn to disc, shrink wrap seal
I forget the lyrics but still remember the way you made me feel
"So DJ your passion? That's the end for you?"
No, no man's a failure who has friends like Drew
Of all the music trade, arrange, assess moods
Don't compare to time spent with you
Don't compare to memories when you're away
Take that to my grave
When I hear a knock at my home party brewin'
Wish I open the door and welcome you in
Of all the likes, smiles, vibe guests in my room
Don't compare to time spent with you
Of all the music trade, arrange, assess moods
Don't compare to time spent with you
Don't compare to memories when you're away
Take that to my grave
When the playlist's another bar's bop too
Wish you got all the props due
Of all the likes, smiles, vibe guests in my room
Don't compare to time spent with you
Don't compare to time spent with you
Don't compare to time spent with you
You wonder, what makes me tick?
Five love languages left out curators
I play host pick menu complimentary flavors
Pins on the map of the city
Always roll fifteen recommendations with me
Follow to a second location, fills me up you trust me where
When it start? Junior high best friend and me, must be there
Trade CD-Rs, one-up, the latest finds
Collect hip-hop to chill and unwind
Take our minds off the book report grind
Didn't think to look forward decades on time
Residual gift, the songs' love interest compound
Now bar guests ask me, "You DJing right now?"
"What playlist is this?" I'm winning my day
Forget I took the job for minimum wage
There many kinds of value
Make their day, not which manager I bow to
Create a place to belong, check the vibes
1942 Mai Tai by candlelight, guests feeling all right
I can't take full credit, couldn't do it without Drew
Actually, I did it for you, anticipated your review
Now you live far away, when guests give me praise
I stand on the shoulders of your and my younger days
In my head, you tell me press on past mistakes
I love you for that, see you next session to trade mixtapes
Of all the music trade, arrange, assess moods
Don't compare to time spent with you
Don't compare to memories when you're away
Take that to my grave
When I hear the [stool] pull up at my bar
Wish I turn around to see my friend who came so far
Of all the likes, smiles, vibe guests in my room
Don't compare to time spent with you
Called the playlist Absolute Zero, we off the chain
License to chill, sure nobody thought that name
I should rename in the age of SEO sorcery
For world fame, but I like his and my secret glossary
Just fine, trade tracks then another late night chillin'
Classmates listen radio don't know this great find fillin'
Later he moved to college, state lines he crossed
I stay staring at the EQ in my DAW in deep thought
What makes an Absolute Zero candidate?
Decide does song 2 belong or do we abandon it?
Does it nod ya head, blow dad's old amp?
Warm bass, chop piano, strings, soul claps
Brute force identify, mixin' tones low and high
Transfer tape lo-fi, go together like chicken and rice
Go bold like Uhura, Sulu, and team
Cold murder a track like Guru and Preem ("Straight up")
Bitter and sweet blend like equal parts gin
Vermouth and amaro, wish we could meet same time tomorrow
I'll road trip soon to surprise ya
Keep the CD-Rs snapped on the sun visor
Tried to make an Absolute Zero song that's timeless
But you and I once in a lifetime so it's only to remind us
Maybe the carefree times behind us
Ride out adult life dark nights and you my brightness
Of all the music trade, arrange, assess moods
Don't compare to time spent with you
Don't compare to memories when you're away
Take that to my grave
When I get the [notification] sound
Wish it's the text telling me you're in town
Of all the likes, smiles, vibe guests in my room
Don't compare to time spent with you
Who knew a playlist stick around to see twenty one
On top of how old's the baby face bartender: not so young
What else endure that long? My enchanted life
Fine print gatefold expanded write special thanks
If our needle drift, Drew got my drive belt banded
Bring my ear to the platter, can't take for granted
Every song could be the final
So I pause to feel my fingertips on the vinyl
Started local library for samples, after school missed the lesson
Scan Napster, hit him AOL Instant Message
Pass-the-mic at mom's, talent show clowns
Absolute, it don't just happen, curators plan it out
Lay it down, burn to disc, shrink wrap seal
I forget the lyrics but still remember the way you made me feel
"So DJ your passion? That's the end for you?"
No, no man's a failure who has friends like Drew
Of all the music trade, arrange, assess moods
Don't compare to time spent with you
Don't compare to memories when you're away
Take that to my grave
When I hear a knock at my home party brewin'
Wish I open the door and welcome you in
Of all the likes, smiles, vibe guests in my room
Don't compare to time spent with you
Of all the music trade, arrange, assess moods
Don't compare to time spent with you
Don't compare to memories when you're away
Take that to my grave
When the playlist's another bar's bop too
Wish you got all the props due
Of all the likes, smiles, vibe guests in my room
Don't compare to time spent with you
Don't compare to time spent with you
Don't compare to time spent with you
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