LU1 lyrics of beats y'all

There is a tacit understanding when it comes to beats

From the first time to now, let's savor the past together

It's like driving with notes and rhythm

Another language is the way we communicate

I don't pay attention to strong words when the notes fall

Take what you want to say as 16bars, and I'll do it all in one go

I want to talk to her clearly

My mouth is more foaming than usual

She nodded and listened carefully,

Even if you don't understand, at least you have a sincere heart

She's always smiling and has a little tune on her lips

There are keyboards, kicks and snares. Don't you believe it?

Clear rhythm, I write and sing

Bumping like walking

She reached out when I fell

Wipe the dirt off my body to remind me that I'm still early for success

One, two, I slowly turn her on

Three to the four, you know the way she sounds

It's the beat yall, beat yall, beatyall

It's the beat yall, beat yall, beatyall (come on)

One, two, I slowly turn her on

Three to the four, you know the way she sounds

It's the beat yall, beat yall, beatyall

It's the beat yall, beat yall, beatyall

Allow me to introduce her name

Rhythm, instrumental music, the nickname is beats

Even for the first time

It's like knowing each other at first sight

She's always on stage with rappers

I looked up, and when she opened her mouth, I was filled with emotion

She was conquered by the rhythm of the command

It's like being hypnotized, putting out your hand unconsciously

The pocket, my head, started to swing

Like a puppet's head

I'm happy to nod with the crowd

Gradually, I had the idea to know her

I pushed my glasses and cleared my throat

He straightened his collar and put a green arrow in his mouth

I went forward, and I raised my mic in my hand

DJ, turn on that micro phone

One, two, I slowly turn her on

Three to the four, you know the way she sounds

It's the beat yall, beat yall, beatyall

It's the beat yall, beat yall, beatyall (come on)

One, two, I slowly turn her on

Three to the four, you know the way she sounds

It's the beat yall, beat yall, beatyall

It's the beat yall, beat yall, beatyall

I like her sometimes light and sometimes steady

Her steps are sometimes small and sometimes heavy

I like her better than a famous plastic surgeon

I like her heavy makeup, sometimes lip gloss, sometimes lipstick

She's unpredictable

She likes symphonies sometimes and solos sometimes

But it's her ever-changing look

It makes my tone sometimes serious and sometimes romantic

Piano notes scurrying in the coffee house

Complacency makes it hard for the ear to judge

She hummed triumphantly

The masterpiece of this key makes people wonder if it is true

She still hummed and listened patiently

I stated that the encounter with her was a little green

This is a jigsaw puzzle I made with rhymes

This is a love letter I wrote to instrumental

One, two, I slowly turn her on

Three to the four, you know the way she sounds

It's the beat yall, beat yall, beatyall

It's the beat yall, beat yall, beatyall (come on)

One, two, I slowly turn her on

Three to the four, you know the way she sounds

It's the beat yall, beat yall, beatyall

It's the beat yall, beat yall, beatyall