I always wanted to make a sonic companion to the last song Bitzone, Frawstakwa, and I made together, “What Difference Does It Make.” I finally got my chance. This one came together real fast. Bitzone sent me a raw beat, I asked Frawstakwa to kick it off, and then I made some arrangement adjustments and laid down my lyrics and vocals based on Frawstakwa’s. Bitzone then finished it up and bada-boom, gotta move, gotta shake!Massive thanks to Frawstakwa for bringing the fresh ideas and original verse and chorus vocals. And big thanks to Bitzone for always make the tracks more vivid than I could imagine. May there always be at least a little time to bounce in your week! Track Credits:Bitzone: Music, Production, Arrangement, Mix, and Masterhttps://soundcloud.com/bitzonehttps://www.bitzones.net/Frawstakwa: Verse and Chorus Lyrics and vocalshttps://soundcloud.com/frawstakwathe Couch King: Verse Lyrics, Vocals, and Sampleshttps://musiciselation.bandcamp.comIntro: Louis BloomfieldLyrics: Hold upLemme tell youWhat I’m talking aboutTo the beatWith a breakdownThat can make you bounce Here we areComing throughWith whatever it takesFull forceOn these foolsAll up in your face Show and proveBreak it downTo the drum And the bassThat good oldOne twoGotta move Gotta shakeBada-boomSomething That you can feelBut waitIf you could feel Anything at allFeeling greatLetting it flowMind body and soulOn my wayThat’s how it goesSo the people them knowSee you laterHold upLemme tell youWhat I’m talking aboutTo the beatWith a breakdownThat can make you bounce I’m just your everyday reverie of an emceeYou seeI’m but a memory of the way You say it beOn this beat You project the street On the hit of the kick The click Boom, respect it’s the fire of the heat It’s the sweat dripping from the meat You expect flowing from that bass That slow tempo that’s got you feeling You on the creep, you on the chaseBrace fo the bounce putting you in the some headspace Race everyone to hear every ounce so tie up yo shoelace And let’s go Yo, lettin’ the people knowHold upLemme tell youWhat I’m talking aboutTo the beatWith a breakdownThat can make you bounceThe flow isSummoned On commandDig deepWithin Without a planImproviseAndKa-blam That is called convictionCan you understandThe definitionWhat is your religion?DamnIt takes blind faithTo hope that one can trustIn what is true What is realFor realSo what it do?We are here toBe seenBe heardBe whoWe truly are Hold up thenPleaseTell usWho are you? Hold upLemme tell youWhat I’m talking aboutTo the beatWith a breakdownThat can make you bounce I got the feeling the bounce is appealingNow that the ceiling’s been breakedWe got the unwilling to denounce appearing How it is that they never been waked Allow the revealing of the fakeWatch out we congealing as we get baked Take out that sponge cake, make no mistake It got that spring, there’s no remake Can feel the earth quake The beat is shakingThe bass is rumblingSo deep you feel your belly ache What’s at stake You gotta knowIt’s that flow state We on a roll So slap on the butter babyWe gravy Grab a plate andBefore you goBounceBounceTo the boogieThe bangThe beatBoxAboutTo bring it backThe breakdownFor the blockFor my peopleI see youGimme a poundTell me howHave you beenFor nowThe breakdownI’m here for youHear me loud And clearWe are responsibleFor where we’re BoundThe breakdownHeading outGotta beat the crowdsTo get homePut my feet upWhile I eat on the couchThe breakdownHold upLemme tell youWhat I’m talking aboutTo the beatWith a breakdownThat can make you bounce