Keep Goin' Gotta Keep Up (feat. Doron Lev, Andrew Gould, Sam Dillon, Dave Levy & Danny Hayoun)
Nick Marks
饒舌
261
積分
演出藝人
Nick Marks
演出者
Doron Lev
鼓
Andrew Gould
中音薩克斯風
Sam Dillon
次中音薩克斯風
Dave Levy
小號
Danny Hayoun
電吉他
詞曲
Nick Marks
作曲
Doron Lev
作詞
歌詞
Keep goin' gotta keep up, keep up
Keep goin' gotta keep up, up
Keep goin', gotta keep up
No slowin', wind blowin'
Windows open when we rollin'
Got my favorite song on
And the thing twists up
With the sun in the rearview (that's whassup)
Can't stop 'til we get to where we goin' now
Gotta keep up, yup, yup
No slowin' down
We 'bout to show 'em how squad always hold me down
We 'bout to get it, 'bout to hit it like I hold it now!
Outta hand crash-land on the bandstand
Landed on my feet with a mic in my right hand
Gotta plan with the fam, it's a grand slam
Change the accepted progression, keep you guessin'
The bio said that you're bioluminescent
Got my own new invention to assemble the collective
Intent on ascension (clap) no apprehension
Bruisin' up the beat like a pro champ fighter
I'm a nomad flyer and I'm program wired
To go into overdrive when the soul transpires
Sucker vampires you sound so damn tired
So correct in the zone with the strobe effect
Move to the joint like the points where your bones connect
Marks Din Djarin, Ron Lev Boba Fett
Force to be reckoned with
Scorch every record 'til it's warped
'Til they show respect
Nothin' that the band can't do
BK to Melbourne to Kathmandu
I'm lampin' lampoon in the Batman suit
Take a trip around the moon and I'll be back soon
(Ha, c'mon)
Keep goin' gotta keep up
(Yeah) we keep goin' gotta keep up
(Whoo)
Keep goin' gotta keep up, (what?) we keep goin' gotta keep up
Crash-land on the bandstand
Landin' on my feet with a mic in my right hand
Got a plan with the fam, it's a grand slam
C'mon!
Windows on my spacecraft all tinted
It's all dented, all reality is augmented
Styles blended like the architects intended
Don't have to make believe (nah-ah) never pretended
Can't come near it (no) untamed spirit
Brooklyn borough kookaburra keep me up, can you hear it?
Pass the peas, it's a master thesis
Want belief quick then ask for me, kids
I'll show them what we bringin' to the session
Especially when the whole band's swingin' for the fences
Each sound, every note, every word to your core
Straight on a multidimensional world tour
Real pros don't kill, they kill flows, no cheat codes
While these freaks go "Magnifico!"
Y'all know how we roll? Deep!
Like Groucho, Harpo, Zeppo and Chico
Finito!
Written by: Doron Lev, Nick Marks
