Chris Lowe

Chris Lowe - Hurt It lyrics

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[Chris Lowe]

My beats'll come down like rain drops and drizzle a lot

Then a little I take my own space

Tune your ear clear so frequencies in the air

Flow floats through amps and 50 watt spares

Regardless you get what sounds I transmit

Touch tingle and taste vibrations of the space

No matter where you are, this sound can get far

Long as your ears can be reached with this audible cause

Check your hearin, take your mind off what you wearin

Uhh I hit the snare and make it snap like a whip

On the soul shit I'm sellin, no commotion

Hypnotizin, like the moon control the ocean

Funky not fancy, I dug to discov' what's hip

It's a trip, funk soul shit rip

Sound that's gon' flow 'bove ground, just like a spirit

Woofer to woofer, tweeter to tweeter, you hear it

I done hurt it



[Chris Lowe]

A slave to the airwaves

See I should funk up the radio but they ain't gon' play me though

I'm too ghetto, I know I'm comin thick, which break I'm gon' pick?

Sell a million underground, make a hit

Who knows, here goes, the drummer with the bass player

Track over track, layer on top of layer

Hey ya got soul kid, yo lay the snare flat

Let me hear that shit go 'round, uh-ah-uh-BAP

Watch me go on without no hooks or no horns

Tracks still get trampled with like 50 different samples

No anvil no banjo, funk not folk

Watch me put it on, no jive and no joke

Like super duper flavor that you found from downtown

to uptown, don't disrespect or interrupt now

Cause point blank that ain't the smart decision

It's like I mentioned, we start shit up just like an engine

I hurt it



[Chris Lowe]

My name'll be up just like graffiti that you see

up on the highway, way down South onto the tri-state

Connecticut, where rhymes start at the predicate

Better get the force, 95 a long course North

Go back and forth to different cities for beats

Trust when your town get down I'll be there to sneak a peak

Hit record stores for more scores of beats

45's, LP's, then I grab some CD's

Headquarters, come and convert it

Switch the pitch a tad bit, just a little bit

so I can hurt it
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