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  1. Keep It Down

From the recording Keep It Down

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Lyrics

Little group of three, little group of three
group of two group of two
Music I can read, but I'd rather feed
You the food you need to
Be what you can be. Don't need no army.
You can shoot for the moon.
By yourself and beat the power in the seat.
Do it dude! They gettin' booed.
Crude equipment ain't enough to boost the faint
Frequencies I tweak to meet the
Standards of the day, so I compensate and
Buy the speakers with the tweeters.
In the place I stay, neighbors stay at bay
When I keep my sound from leakin.
Sound is self-made. Need a sonic cage,
so the people hear me speakin.
I keep my speakers low
Cuz I respect my neighbors
They ain't just haters, bro.
They might just listen later.
Your mixes won't be dope
If you don't drop that fader.
Call me a pushover and
Have fun stayin' a waiter.
That's better. Now I feel at home in my zone
Like a surfer riding in the cone.
All alone cuz I turned off my phone.
Ain't nobody picking bones.
Nice and quiet so my speakers don't gotta get blown.
Better make the most of it while finances are coastin'.
Not boasting, I just came up cuz a virus crossed an ocean
And with no lotion screwed Capitalism in both holes.
It sucks for those affiliated, but the dish pit knows
Their bros have got their back when the police attack.
Can you say the same if a mob hits your cul-de-sac.
Let me tell ya, it don't matter if you're brown, white, or black;
You don't got no homies, you're in trouble. That's a fact.
If you got sacked, call it a blessing. If I'm confessing,
I'm considering a move to Canada. Not even messing.
This American obsessing over stock market guessing
Got 'em stressing so hard that they'll kill for ranch dressing!
I keep my speakers low
Cuz I respect my neighbors
They ain't just haters, bro.
They might just listen later.
Your mixes won't be dope
If you don't drop that fader.
Call me a pushover and
Have fun stayin' a waiter.