I Love Music

The- the- the reason that I'm breathin'
Seeping heat, it gets me cheese, why I'm eaten in Bad Season
Was deep in beef and was needing some beats to release in evenings
Instead of me being up and bleeding with thieves and heathens with keys and obstacles
Made it possible for the flow, gotta be profitable
Yo Tech's audible, his inaugural product popped, it was plausible
God is so good for giving me music
Liftin', gettin' me through when I was fixing to lose it

Dudes hit Big Scoob's shit and rep in the blue tip
Fool's skipped with Scoob scritch, we jumped in the 2 whip
Full clips for who stick the homie for true grit
My crew, thanks to music, we all living through it
Got me out of the ghetto, got me mucho dinero
In Cozumel, Mexico, shorts and Jordans and a sombrero
This gift ain't given from a devil, so settle
Come and get this rebel music that's hot as a kettle, pendejo

Saved my life, paid my lights, made my wife, say "Bye Bye"
Gave my night babes I like, prayed my mic
Would never fade, forever slayed, days I write
My cheddar raised, a better faze, way high height
My music's one reason I always get to lay my pipe
The reason Tech N9na can comfortably say "Night, night"
Blessed me with original flow, so hey! Why bite?
I hear, I feel, I live, listen and learn, I like-

(I love music), yeah, I love (I love music)
For real (I love music), and I need (I love music)
To feel (I love music), go and play it (I love music)
Yeah, know what I'm saying? (I love music)
My love (I love music), know what I'm saying?

Automatic when I do this manually, daily, monthly, annually
I get a step closer to being the coolest
Acoustic got me foolin', about to lose it, ooh, sh-
Jump in the grind, and my hom' Mean Mike produced it
That's music pahtna, I'm just a poet with incredible rhythm
Words arranged will let you know he has incredible in him
I don't mean to toot my own horn, but toot-toot, ha-ha
I laugh because it's easier than do, re, mi, fa, so, la, ti, do

We know he goes haywire on that C Note
And he can play a C Note with that B Note
I'm talkin' truth, and I got stories that'll show you that it's walkin' proof
A thousand miles of it and I can show you what I'm walkin' through
Music ain't a hobby, it's an organ of my body, that the creator provided back in January of '92
So don't you dare say good music skipped my generation
Your hatin' ain't nothin' but motivation for these compilations, oob

(I love music), yeah, it feeds me (I love music)
I need (I love music), you feel me? (I love music)
Know what I'm saying? (I love music)
Yeah, it's my thang (I love music)
Know what I'm saying? (I love music)
And I love it (I love music), yeah, go ahead!

Music is my life, the reason why I write
Like Edgar Allan Poe on the beat, like a parasite
You thought a parachute made my flow just fall out the sky
Then you fell apart into a body part no one would buy
Nobody tried my limits 'cause they're afraid of heights
Their ambition, weak or gravity let 'em die
I let you live until a nigga compose a rhyme
Then it's like a rhino in your ass every time

Time and time again, I treat my pen like The Pen
Bars harder than Pelican Bay and I been
Servin' a life sentence since the day I was ten
Nine times outta ten, you only ten songs deep before you leap
Into a pool of sharks then swim
That's an analogy on the way I do casualties
And I do this shit casually
Before the first end, I'll be in the Hall of Fame with my picture framed, friend

And if it wasn't for my music, I wouldn't be standing here
If it wasn't for my music, you wouldn't have nothing to hear, yeah
And I love (I love music)

I need it to live (I love music)
It's almost a gift (I love music)
Yeah, and I love, yeah (I love music)
I'ma be quiet (I love music) (shh!)
And I love it (I love music)
Showing enough love (I love music)
Whoa!

Wake Up!



Credits
Writer(s): Aaron D. "tech N9ne" Yates, Kendrick Lamar, Marcus Yates, Michael Dupree, Samuel Watson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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