Ready To Play (feat. Tarrus Riley)

Singy-Singy, 9 is willin' (Ready when you're ready) ha Tell me when you're ready to play Say one word and I will be there With the tools of my trade Communion from evening to day (each day) This music is my saving grace If not for the music I don't know how I woulda made it, that's the truth With the pressure from slave mill And the system on a little black youth Even before I heard the calling Words and rhythm haunted my dreams Jumped outta sleep, grab pen and paper Expression has been my savior From early we learn 'bout music How it help you connect to the soul And from the elders we learn 'bout the music How it help you regain control Those singers and players of instruments Sent to set soul captives free Inspired by the Almighty Brought the purest healing to me, so Tell me when you're ready to play Say one word and I will be there With the tools of my trade Communion from evening to day (each day) This music is my saving grace Play, play, play Tell me, I'm ready When do you tell me? Ooh, I'm ready Why don't you tell me? Mr. Bassman I just have to watch your fingers Then just wait for inspiration to flow I can just let go and the guitsy gonna help me Keep it upful for the message I'm presenting to the people And the drums gonna hold to the balance And the order and the justice And the truth and the love Maat in high hat, so just Tell me when you're ready to play Say one word and I will be there With the tools of my trade Communion from evening to day (each day) And this music is my saving grace Music is release, from suffering (to the top, to the top, to the top) Music soothes the beast That lies within That's why we keep the meditation optimistic Redefining, realistic Creating universes while making music And it's magic when we do it as a unit So, just tell me when you're ready to play Say one word and I will be there With the tools of my trade Communion from evening to day (each day) This music is my saving grace My saving grace Let it play, let it play (Players of instruments give thanks for the soul to soul) Springs are in thee, lyrics and melody And Mr. Engineer, we love to hear you at the control (Bless up the listening ear, hope you hear me loud and clear?) This music is my saving grace, saving grace, saving grace Time and space Lyrics and melody (Ah, ah, trust me) Tell me when you're ready, ready when you're ready When you're ready, I'm ready, ready