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Blame it on the Baseline

Beats International
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Come on now Come on now Come on now Come on now Come on now Come on now Come on now Come on now Come on now Come on now Come on now Come on now Sunshine, moonlight Good times, hear the drummer say Boogie Sunshine, moonlight Good times, hear the drummer say Boogie I'll tell you how to make yourself some pounds and pence You gotta mess with the lower frequencies The lower you go the more you show you know How to do it keep the frequency low See a beats made up of bass and treble You see the snare drum sitting in the middle Hi-hat and clap up on the top The boys wait for the bass to drop Bassline Bassline Bassline Bassline Now do it, do it gooder Your hi-fi's gotta make them lick wooder It takes more than your average speaker Super woofer, tiny tweeter A stack system won't get you far You need a bass beat the size of a family car You know what I'm saying? It sounds slack So bring the bass back on 24 track Bassline Bassline Bassline Bassline Break it down like this Sunshine, moonlight Good times, hear the drummer say Boogie Sunshine, moonlight Good times, hear the drummer say Boogie The producers say I've half a mind to rock it We say you have half a brain so stop it They say it's morid, rock to sample Well there's the sex, the terrorist sample The song's out, stolen bass line The same rhythm, that's always cool While pop numbers no fair play Black music like that for airplay Bassline Bassline Bassline Bassline Break it down like this Sunshine, moonlight Good times, hear the drummer say Boogie Sunshine, moonlight Good times, hear the drummer say Boogie Decibels, how loud them went Hertz, from 50 down to 10 90 Kilohertz, only heard by our stations Boosted by graphic equalizations Our mixes describe as eclectic Backed up by parametric Engineers worry about the things we do Fussing when we touch the EQ Bassline Bassline Bassline Bassline My poem is growing it flies like a Boeing The seeds we are sowing get your body going I listen to dissing me off it is pissing Yeah something is missing it's ass is missing My poem is growing it flies like a Boeing The seeds we are sowing get your body going I listen to dissing me off it is pissing Yeah something is missing, streets ahead Sunshine, moonlight Good times, hear the drummer say Boogie Sunshine, moonlight Good times, hear the drummer say Boogie Bassline Bassline Bassline Bassline Well I guess that goes to show you that accidents sometimes turn Out for the best. And speaking of accidents if you don't hurry Up and turn this record over I might run smack into the label