Songtext D.R.U.M. Brother Ali

D.R.U.M.

I said can the drummer have some
Can the drummer have some more
The drummer ain't had none in a long time y'all

What would I die for the life force
Resting at the essence of my core
I don't recall applying for no college or job core
Not at all got it all just by knocking at god's door
Took my hide outdoors in the yard and did my chores
Battling in dive bars sharpening my sword
Started on the ground floor snuck me in the kitchen and side door
Supposed to be the opener they hollered for encore
My songs made my eyes moist just like yours
Tell you how I feel about it day and night like al b sure
It's not easy no Sunday morning no commodores
Earth wind and fire my shining star
An ocean without a shore oozing out of my pores
Catch me on the corner with the vinyl like final call
My squad violate all your rules and your bi-laws
Especially the lie about your life in your rhyme clause
These are all my scars low points and high score
Delivery 5 star
Jeff fort-ified like a vice lord
My life line cross with the mic cord hardcore
Not just because but for the right cause

It's the hand clap finger snap baby feet pitter pat
Hummingbird wing flap rain drop window tap
Heat rate and breathtaking and love making
The undertaking of the one language

Said the drum made the whole room move as one
Universal tongue excluding none
They crowd around the sound like the blooming sun in unison
Look at what the music done

Said the drum made the whole room move as one
Universal tongue excluding none
They crowd around the sound like the blooming sun in unison
Look at what the music done

It's always the truth that call us
Tryna describe what the human heart is
Too enormous for you to chart it
But do record it
Nothing is truly gorgeous as the
Aah's and the ooh's moving through the chorus
It's as true as the womb that bore us
Roots that brought us to the soil that produce the purest
The fruit is how you know us
If we're losing focus
Bootsy taught us that the
One reassures us of who the source is
It's the jam that came to fan the flame
The calendar can't contain
The master can't restrain
Professor can't explain to live out the reign
To map the vast terrain of romance and pain
We're always praying when the song playing
Soul awaken exploring or escaping
All the way from the ancient sacred
The shakin' it naked
The body can't claim it or the brain name it

It's the hand clap finger snap baby feet pitter pat
Hummingbird wing flap rain drop window tap
Heat rate and breathtaking and love making
The undertaking of the one language

Said the drum made the whole room move as one
Universal tongue excluding none
They crowd around the sound like the blooming sun in unison
Look at what the music done

Said the drum made the whole room move as one
Universal tongue excluding none
They crowd around the sound like the blooming sun in unison
Look at what the music done
It's the drum

Gather round the beat like a campfire

I said can the drummer have some
Can the drummer have some more
The drummer ain't had none in a long time y'all