Testo I Get Deep - DJ Le Roi feat. Roland Clark
Testo della canzone I Get Deep (DJ Le Roi feat. Roland Clark), tratta dall'album I Get Deep
I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, ha
Into this thing
The deeper I go, the more knowledge I know
What to sing, what to bring, what
I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, deeper, deeper
Into the vibe, what, ha
Why?
What?
Why?
One the one, the ones that say they know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck, what?
I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper
Into this thing and I pretend that they're not there
I just stare
Up in the booth at the dread man spinning the song
Spinning it strong
Playing things like "When can I house begin?"
That's my shit, what, woo
I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, I get deeper
When people start to disappear
And it's about six o'clock, woo
I'm feeling hot
Take off my sweater and my pants
And I start to dance
And all the sweat just goes down my face
And I pretend that there's nobody there but me in this place
I get deep, yo, I get deep, what, woo
I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep
When you take all the bass out the song
And all you hear is highs and it's like oh, shit
Ah, I get deep
I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep
And the rhythm flows through my blood like alcohol
And I get drunk and I'm falling all over the place
But I catch myself right on time
Right in line with the beat
And it's so sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
I get deep, I get deep, I get deep
Why if house music was air
Then Dr. Love would be my song
And I would only take deep breaths
And fill my lungs with the rhythm, with the bass
I get deep, I get deep
Now it's about 3 AM, I see people doing plié
Spinning, jumping, and grinding
As if they had wings on their feet
Raising both hands in the air
As if Jesus was a DJ himself
Spinning those funky, funky, funky house beats
And in this temple, we all pray in unity for the same things
Rhythmatic pause without cause
Bass from those high-definition speakers
Sitting in the corner on each side of the room
Giving us the boom, boom, boom to our zoom, zoom, zoom
The smell of an L lit while walking by
But the music gets me high
Sanctified like an old lady in church
We get happy, we stomp our feet
We clap our hands, we shout, we cry, we dance
And we say, "Sweet Lord, speak to me"
Speak to me, speak to me, speak to me
Because we love house music
And on this night, it brings us together
Like a family reunion every week
We eat, we drink, we laugh, we play, we speak
So for all you hip-hoppers, you doo-woppers, name droppers
You pill-poppers, come into our house to get deep, what?
To get deep
I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, ha
Into this thing
The deeper I go, the more knowledge I know
What to sing, what to bring, what
I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, deeper, deeper
Into the vibe, what, ha
Chilling in the corner at the shelter all by myself
Checking it out, I'm not dancing no more, but why?
Why?
Why?
What?
Credits
Writer(s): Roland Eathan Clark
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