paroles de chanson Return of the Loop Digga - Quasimoto
L-l-loop
digga...
[Hook]
x4
Yo,
it's
the
loop
digga
Man,
it's
the
loop
digga
(My
nigga,
my
nigga)
Some
niggas
be
sampling
the
same
ass
shit
Some
niggas
be
looping
up
them
played
out
hits
But
that's
more
for
me,
plus
the
peeps
I'm
down
with
We
strive
to
create
some
way
out
other
shit
That
you
ain't
heard
yet,
we
building
up
respect
Then
come
the
check,
then
I
cash
chips
Now
I
go
get
more
stacks
of
wax
Fuck
CDs,
cassettes,
8-tracks
and
DATs
Fuck
all
that
shit,
cat
I
remember
I
was
stealing
old
records
from
my
aunt's
closet
Back
in
the
days
I
didn't
even
know
that
I
could
make
a
profit
off
it
I
dropped
loops
to
make
you
feel
like
you
was
taking
swingers
Yo,
it's
the
return,
nigga
[Hook]
x4
Madlib:
Excuse
me...
Vendor:
Ah
yes,
you
looking
for
something?
Madlib:
The
prices
on
these
records
right
here?
Vendor:
Oh,
the
jazz
records?
Oh
those
aren't
marked
dude...
but
if
you
look
over
here...
do
you
have
anything
in
mind?
Madlib:
Uh
do
you
have
any
uhh...
Stanley
Cowell?
1970s
stuff...
Vendor:
I've
never
heard
of
him...
Madlib:
"Strata
East"
or
something...
Vendor:
Has
he
got
any
hits?
Madlib:
Got
any
of
that?
Vendor:
I
doubt
if
I
have
him
Madlib:
Back
there,
you
got
some
Grant
Green
or
something?
Vendor:
Oh,
Grant
Green?
Yes.
1958.
Blue
Note
Records.
Madlib:
Chick
Corea,
Inner
Space?
I'm
looking
for
that
shit
it's
on
Atlantic,
1968
Vendor:
No,
um,
sorry.
Madlib:
What
kinda
breaks
you
got
then?
Vendor:
We
got
a
wide
selection
of
Simon
Harris
Madlib:
Simon
Harris
breaks?
Nah,
I'm
looking
for
some
shit
with
some
real
soul.
Vendor:
Shit?
Excuse
me?
Madlib:
Fuck?
Fuck
it.
Vendor:
Got
Redbone
Breaks.
Madlib:
Y'all
got
any
reggae
up
in
this?
Vendor:
We
have
no
reggae
in
here.
Madlib:
Nothing?
Vendor:
No,
nothing.
Madlib:
Shit,
I'm
out.
Yo,
Madlib...
yo...
I
know
you
comin'
with
all
this
other
shit
man
But
I
want
you
to
hit
them
with
that
raw
shit
right
about
now
You
know
what
you
gotta
do
One
two,
one
two,
a
selective
approach
Provise
the
essential
conditions,
for
creative
freedom
Uh-oh,
I
got
shit
on
deck,
it's
like
a
pelican
The
beacon's
def
to
orchestrate,
put
you
under
my
spell
again
I
drop
the
soul
inside
your
ear
hole
Add
the
bass
line,
then
I
hit
you
with
a
fat
drum
roll
(Hit
it!)
I'm
tackling
gods
and
dogs
on
Holy
Thursday
Like
David
Axelrod,
I
keep
it
raw
from
the
first
day
I
want
it
in
the
worst
way
Don't
play
more
than
$10
Get
together
with
Kan-Kick
it's
like
we
loop
scholars
Steven,
Cliff
and
Jordan's
on
down
to
Willy
Mason's
(?)
Propositions
(?)
It's
like
I
got
a
goldmine
in
my
soul
supply
Niggas
askin'
"Yo,
Madlib,
why
you
waste
so
much
money
on
records
and
getting
high,
man?"
Man,
I
got
no
time
for
silly
shit
Throw
this
record
on,
pack
a
bowl,
take
a
hit
Yo
it's
the...
L-l-l-loop
digga...
1 Welcome to Violence (Intro)
2 Bad Character
3 Microphone Mathematics
4 Basic Instinct
5 Goodmorning Sunshine
6 Discipline 99 Pt. 0
7 Low Class Conspiracy
8 Return of the Loop Digga
9 Real Eyes
10 Come On Feet
11 Bluffin
12 Boom Music
13 MHB's
14 Put A Curse On You
15 Astro Black
16 Green Power
17 Jazz Cats Pt. 1
18 24-7
19 The Unseen
20 Phony Game
21 Astro Travellin
22 Blitz
23 Axe Puzzles
24 Discipline 99 Pt. 1
25 Come On Feet (12" Version) (Bonus Track)
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