Letra de I Need A Beat

I Need a Beat
I Need a Beat

[Verse 1: LL Cool J]
If it's a malleable beat, subject of discussion
You're motivated with the aid a percussion
There's no category for this story
It will rock in any territory
I syncopate it and design it well
Beat elevates, the scratch excels
All techniques are a combination
Of skills that I have for narration

[Verse 2: LL Cool J]
Lacking a melody, but still complete
Providing musical energy for the street
Lyrics are smooth for maximum effect
Drum track patterns are pre-set
Tom-toms, snares, hats, bass, and cymbal
Like that of a cat on the mic I'm nimble
Basic patterns, grouped and changed
Sequence frequent, seek and gain...
Break... break... for narration

Break two... break two...

I'm in the center of a (I'm in the center of a) musical scorcher
To some citizens it's a form of torture
They hear me, they fear me, they hear me, they fear me
I'm improvin' the conditions of the rap industry
The beat will expand, to many foreign lands
Germany, Italy, France and Japan
It'll give you a lift, no need to sniff
No butts no how's no why's or if's
It's you I defeated, they'll say you retreated
Pick up your favorite magazine and read it
Rap firepower, a musical shower-shower
A picture-picture of me-of me on the Eiffel-Eiffel Tower-Tower
I need a beat-beat...

During-during journey, I'm your-your escort
You're bein-bein protected-tected, a musical fort
I'm infiltrating your eardrums
Increasing their rate of vibration
I wanna rock ya-rock ya, that's all you need to know-know
I need a beat, is the title of the show-show
Providing-viding pleasure on the musical measures
All-all arranged, to alleviate pressure
I'm up on your list, your party thera-therapist
Beat programmer and lyri-lyricist
Ladies Love Cool James, studio user
A million or more screamin' people abuser
I predict, this jam will hit
The highest plateau in the world of music
Paparazzi, wealth and fame
The total propulsion, of my name

I need a beat..

Computerize, and the engineer's eyes
Have to be very acute, education level high
The product is mine, beat under rhyme
The control was part of the studio design
Track after track, culminating on wax
The tape has slack, rewind spins back
Expensive but useful, the music is the fuel
A perfect place for MCs to duel

I need a beat... Farmer's Boulevard...
Ha-Ha... Queens! Ladies Love Cool James!
Cut Creator!