Tape Mixed SuB-Shift

Waka waka

waka waka woo (dskhh!)

Step to the rhythm of the breathing sound Feel that sub sit

low in the ground No big stack,

just chest and teeth Hands on the table making the beat

We don't need no bass drum,

we are the beat But the floor still bends underneath (whoop!)

Tighter kick, deeper pocket Let it lock in,

let it knock it Bum bum bum bum Bum bum bum

Drop it low, let the kick talk

Goodbye! (hahaha)

Spin the wheel and make it start again

Singing loud with a couple of friends Chest cavity boom,

table top snap Sub underneath like a clean black strap We step

up and shake the room (yeah)

Breathe in, tap twice Let the low note hold (ts k,

ts

k)

Now bring the pocket back

Bum bum bum bum Bum bum bum

Waka waka waka waka woo Goodbye!

(hahaha) Low end tight,

hands

still

clapping