Текст песни
[Intro] Turn the corner, hear the room wake up Dust on the record, but the sound stays tough [Verse 1] I came with a notebook folded in my coat Four sharp corners and a sentence in my throat Bus pass bent, lunch packed in a tin Still made a whole block lean when the beat came in My crew kept time on the stairwell rail Every hard day left another detail I write what I see, not a borrowed pose Fresh ink on the page, let the realness show No shortcuts here, just a practiced route Built from the basement when the power cut out Now the bass hits low and the snare cuts clean Every line got weight, every pause got meaning [Hook] Keep it moving, let the whole room know One foot down when the low end rolls Hands up high when the sax cuts through This is our time, make it ring right through [Verse 2] Corner store coffee, quarter in the tray Old friends talk big, then they fade away I kept one promise and a pair of worn shoes Turned a narrow hallway into front-page news The drummer hit hard, I answered on cue Words stack tall like a skyline view No borrowed shine, no plastic disguise Just a live-wire rhythm and a clear set of eyes If the road gets rough, I adjust my stride Put the doubt in the rear, keep the work inside From the first small spark to the final refrain We bring something solid every time we came [Hook] Keep it moving, let the whole room know One foot down when the low end rolls Hands up high when the sax cuts through This is our time, make it ring right through [Bridge] Count four, breathe deep, let the pocket lock Old-school heart with a brand-new knock No wasted motion, every word gets placed When the groove finds home, let it fill the space [Verse 3] I learned patience from a turntable needle How a quiet little phrase can gather a people How a snare on two makes the whole floor snap How a strong idea can outlast a map So pass that message from the front to the back We keep the beat alive, never losing the track If you know where you stand, then you know what to do Put your name on the moment and follow it through [Hook] Keep it moving, let the whole room know One foot down when the low end rolls Hands up high when the sax cuts through This is our time, make it ring right through [Outro] Record still turning, last note hangs bright We built this groove from the day into night Keep it moving, carry that sound Strong roots, clean steps, never back down
