Quasimoto - The Clown (Episode C) Lyrics

If I could I'd buy records everyday of the week
But then I would have no money for when I'm with my freak
Fuckin' with these records, I ain't never going to sleep
But that's how it is when you're into this shit

Want this
Paying 60 dollars for a simple drum lick
What about your beat?
Spending 2 hours looking for a certain kick

Man, I ain't about to buy a beat
Man, I can't even find a disk man to sell it
Man, what the fuck

I make beats everyday of the week
I used to listen to the Sound of the Zeekers
Rock and roll
Now I'm over here on smashing your speakers
Boss 303, MP 1200, MPC 4000
Do my loop dumping, numbing

You know how it goes
Really, really y'all know how it goes
Music taking over your body
Beat taking over your soul

I be passing up parties, quit parties
But never passing a bowl
Pass me that weed
Psychedelic record covers

Jazz standards, funk soul, that's a choir
Electronic patterns, it's the raw addict
My A is tape comfort over ill record static
Oh, oh, oh addict
Y'all better scram like I'm Broadway Sam

Well I say
Damn, don't curse me, that's gods way man
The ill loop, digga, catch me in your record place
Let a nigga dig, give a pound, respect the bass