Yes (featuring Pase Rock) Lyrics
| Song | Yes (featuring Pase Rock) |
| Artist | Nujabes |
| Album | Spiritual State |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| And the beat goes | |
| (x) | |
| Verse Pase Rock | |
| Make noise for the loved ones | |
| Bang on the drums | |
| Celebrate where you come from | |
| Wake up in the morning its a blessing | |
| Every day is a prayer | |
| And you feel it right there, right here | |
| But you want a little somethin' somethin' | |
| Carry on til the evenin' is teethin' | |
| Reach another day another search for the reason | |
| And then the night bites in what it is | |
| Learn how to dream enough to learn to live | |
| Positive, affirmative, gotta make it happen like | |
| There's an alternative now whose turn it is | |
| Mine and I earn and give to stay permanent | |
| Shock shock waves didn't hold your weight | |
| Now you wanna change the clock but then it all stops | |
| And we forget that, we wanna get back | |
| To where we left off, a few steps off | |
| You wanna get on, you gotta get right | |
| Hold on sit tight, look at the dim light | |
| Take a breath, ask yes with some insight | |
| Say yes from your belly through your wind pipe | |
| And now it feels like you probably should've been right | |
| And it feels good, feels like you never left | |
| Lil' young cat got that shit togetherness | |
| Feel high like mount Everest, forever fresh | |
| So good, I think we want another yes | |
| But know the facism and classism | |
| Up to being passed like they never had rhythm | |
| In the first place, worst case scenario | |
| We'll be seein and hearin and now we're stereo | |
| Same shit, different assholes flash the full | |
| Capture cowboy, take away his lasso | |
| We're going forth to a new day our own way | |
| This is high time, not what they say | |
| They're playin' foul play, I'm playin' James Brown | |
| We're gonna find us the truth every day now | |
| They only weigh out, lookin' for a way out | |
| I just got here, and i'm stayin'… I'm just sayin' | |
| And the beat goes | |
| Life, love, dance, sing, no, war, stay, free, we, can, live, yes | |
| And the beat goes | |
| (x) | |
| Verse Pase Rock | |
| Yen, Euro, Dollar sign, wipe my soul | |
| Try to keep the money all mine | |
| All the numbers keepin' your health | |
| I give some thought but my feelin' is felt | |
| I can find out when this feelin' is felt | |
| It's like that we don't gotta deal with needle in this feelin' itself | |
| Inside when we're screamin' for help on the outside | |
| Shinin' for the public, the DJ's love it | |
| We're movin' with the cruise control, groove with the soul | |
| It's new or it's old, if it's true then it's told | |
| The negro spiritual ah-code sexual ode | |
| - area code, if it's good then it must be sold | |
| That's what they say, but i'm still not sold | |
| Still loyal to the rhythm and the melody | |
| The beat and it's tellin' me, words that weigh heavily | |
| Open my heart readily, good days they better be soon | |
| Because i'm almost changin' my mind | |
| (yes) | |
| And i'm almost changin' my blinds | |
| Spent a lot of time seekin' to find | |
| It's more about the truth and the treat | |
| Not about the lyric or the beat | |
| It's more about the lines fillin' the seats | |
| People jump in band wagons and end up on cruises | |
| Different ideas still might fall to confusion | |
| I spent a lot of time losin', still in the game | |
| Enough practice, still sharp with the aim | |
| Teeter-totter never came to my side, still enjoyin' the ride | |
| I put my weight down just the same | |
| Fuck pride foes died so I can tell you my name | |
| Just leave from my life, lil' yes not a baby in sight | |
| Except maybe that I may be right (yes) | |
| But the world shakes staying up in dangerous heights | |
| It had to come down twenty-nine flights | |
| And when he wasn't dead, tell me what you think he said | |
| Life, love, dance, sing, no, war, stay, free, we, can, live, yes | |
| And the beat goes (x) |
| And the beat goes | |
| x | |
| Verse Pase Rock | |
| Make noise for the loved ones | |
| Bang on the drums | |
| Celebrate where you come from | |
| Wake up in the morning its a blessing | |
| Every day is a prayer | |
| And you feel it right there, right here | |
| But you want a little somethin' somethin' | |
| Carry on til the evenin' is teethin' | |
| Reach another day another search for the reason | |
| And then the night bites in what it is | |
| Learn how to dream enough to learn to live | |
| Positive, affirmative, gotta make it happen like | |
| There' s an alternative now whose turn it is | |
| Mine and I earn and give to stay permanent | |
| Shock shock waves didn' t hold your weight | |
| Now you wanna change the clock but then it all stops | |
| And we forget that, we wanna get back | |
| To where we left off, a few steps off | |
| You wanna get on, you gotta get right | |
| Hold on sit tight, look at the dim light | |
| Take a breath, ask yes with some insight | |
| Say yes from your belly through your wind pipe | |
| And now it feels like you probably should' ve been right | |
| And it feels good, feels like you never left | |
| Lil' young cat got that shit togetherness | |
| Feel high like mount Everest, forever fresh | |
| So good, I think we want another yes | |
| But know the facism and classism | |
| Up to being passed like they never had rhythm | |
| In the first place, worst case scenario | |
| We' ll be seein and hearin and now we' re stereo | |
| Same shit, different assholes flash the full | |
| Capture cowboy, take away his lasso | |
| We' re going forth to a new day our own way | |
| This is high time, not what they say | |
| They' re playin' foul play, I' m playin' James Brown | |
| We' re gonna find us the truth every day now | |
| They only weigh out, lookin' for a way out | |
| I just got here, and i' m stayin' I' m just sayin' | |
| And the beat goes | |
| Life, love, dance, sing, no, war, stay, free, we, can, live, yes | |
| And the beat goes | |
| x | |
| Verse Pase Rock | |
| Yen, Euro, Dollar sign, wipe my soul | |
| Try to keep the money all mine | |
| All the numbers keepin' your health | |
| I give some thought but my feelin' is felt | |
| I can find out when this feelin' is felt | |
| It' s like that we don' t gotta deal with needle in this feelin' itself | |
| Inside when we' re screamin' for help on the outside | |
| Shinin' for the public, the DJ' s love it | |
| We' re movin' with the cruise control, groove with the soul | |
| It' s new or it' s old, if it' s true then it' s told | |
| The negro spiritual ahcode sexual ode | |
| area code, if it' s good then it must be sold | |
| That' s what they say, but i' m still not sold | |
| Still loyal to the rhythm and the melody | |
| The beat and it' s tellin' me, words that weigh heavily | |
| Open my heart readily, good days they better be soon | |
| Because i' m almost changin' my mind | |
| yes | |
| And i' m almost changin' my blinds | |
| Spent a lot of time seekin' to find | |
| It' s more about the truth and the treat | |
| Not about the lyric or the beat | |
| It' s more about the lines fillin' the seats | |
| People jump in band wagons and end up on cruises | |
| Different ideas still might fall to confusion | |
| I spent a lot of time losin', still in the game | |
| Enough practice, still sharp with the aim | |
| Teetertotter never came to my side, still enjoyin' the ride | |
| I put my weight down just the same | |
| Fuck pride foes died so I can tell you my name | |
| Just leave from my life, lil' yes not a baby in sight | |
| Except maybe that I may be right yes | |
| But the world shakes staying up in dangerous heights | |
| It had to come down twentynine flights | |
| And when he wasn' t dead, tell me what you think he said | |
| Life, love, dance, sing, no, war, stay, free, we, can, live, yes | |
| And the beat goes x |
| And the beat goes | |
| x | |
| Verse Pase Rock | |
| Make noise for the loved ones | |
| Bang on the drums | |
| Celebrate where you come from | |
| Wake up in the morning its a blessing | |
| Every day is a prayer | |
| And you feel it right there, right here | |
| But you want a little somethin' somethin' | |
| Carry on til the evenin' is teethin' | |
| Reach another day another search for the reason | |
| And then the night bites in what it is | |
| Learn how to dream enough to learn to live | |
| Positive, affirmative, gotta make it happen like | |
| There' s an alternative now whose turn it is | |
| Mine and I earn and give to stay permanent | |
| Shock shock waves didn' t hold your weight | |
| Now you wanna change the clock but then it all stops | |
| And we forget that, we wanna get back | |
| To where we left off, a few steps off | |
| You wanna get on, you gotta get right | |
| Hold on sit tight, look at the dim light | |
| Take a breath, ask yes with some insight | |
| Say yes from your belly through your wind pipe | |
| And now it feels like you probably should' ve been right | |
| And it feels good, feels like you never left | |
| Lil' young cat got that shit togetherness | |
| Feel high like mount Everest, forever fresh | |
| So good, I think we want another yes | |
| But know the facism and classism | |
| Up to being passed like they never had rhythm | |
| In the first place, worst case scenario | |
| We' ll be seein and hearin and now we' re stereo | |
| Same shit, different assholes flash the full | |
| Capture cowboy, take away his lasso | |
| We' re going forth to a new day our own way | |
| This is high time, not what they say | |
| They' re playin' foul play, I' m playin' James Brown | |
| We' re gonna find us the truth every day now | |
| They only weigh out, lookin' for a way out | |
| I just got here, and i' m stayin' I' m just sayin' | |
| And the beat goes | |
| Life, love, dance, sing, no, war, stay, free, we, can, live, yes | |
| And the beat goes | |
| x | |
| Verse Pase Rock | |
| Yen, Euro, Dollar sign, wipe my soul | |
| Try to keep the money all mine | |
| All the numbers keepin' your health | |
| I give some thought but my feelin' is felt | |
| I can find out when this feelin' is felt | |
| It' s like that we don' t gotta deal with needle in this feelin' itself | |
| Inside when we' re screamin' for help on the outside | |
| Shinin' for the public, the DJ' s love it | |
| We' re movin' with the cruise control, groove with the soul | |
| It' s new or it' s old, if it' s true then it' s told | |
| The negro spiritual ahcode sexual ode | |
| area code, if it' s good then it must be sold | |
| That' s what they say, but i' m still not sold | |
| Still loyal to the rhythm and the melody | |
| The beat and it' s tellin' me, words that weigh heavily | |
| Open my heart readily, good days they better be soon | |
| Because i' m almost changin' my mind | |
| yes | |
| And i' m almost changin' my blinds | |
| Spent a lot of time seekin' to find | |
| It' s more about the truth and the treat | |
| Not about the lyric or the beat | |
| It' s more about the lines fillin' the seats | |
| People jump in band wagons and end up on cruises | |
| Different ideas still might fall to confusion | |
| I spent a lot of time losin', still in the game | |
| Enough practice, still sharp with the aim | |
| Teetertotter never came to my side, still enjoyin' the ride | |
| I put my weight down just the same | |
| Fuck pride foes died so I can tell you my name | |
| Just leave from my life, lil' yes not a baby in sight | |
| Except maybe that I may be right yes | |
| But the world shakes staying up in dangerous heights | |
| It had to come down twentynine flights | |
| And when he wasn' t dead, tell me what you think he said | |
| Life, love, dance, sing, no, war, stay, free, we, can, live, yes | |
| And the beat goes x |
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