808 Tightness

Run it from the room,

keep the low end clean Kick hits first,

then the bass leans (yeah)

Pocket sitting cleaner when the kick gets room Bass line bends like

smoke in the booth I keep my words heavy,

never crowd the bar Snare taps lean late,

put a lift in the car Hands on the board,

let the meters breathe Short tail low,

so the whole track speaks (yeah)

Let it breathe, let it knock

Trim the mud, make it lock

When the low end drops

Everybody feel that spot (uh)

808 clean, kick in front

Whole room moves when the drums line up Lean it back,

let the swing take hold Short tail bass with a heavy soul

808 clean, kick in front (yeah,

yeah) I carve the low lane,

never let it smear Kick like a thumbprint,

sharp and clear Offbeat little taps make the shoulders roll

Swing on the grid but it still got soul Baritone steady,

talk close to the glass Clip just enough so the weight can

pass (uh-huh)

Cut the drums for a breath Let the bass confess Then bring

that kick back clean

Right where it needs to be (yeah)

808 clean, kick in front

Whole room moves when the drums line up Lean it back,

let the swing take hold Short tail bass with a heavy soul

One more time, make the pocket run

808 clean, kick in front (yeah,

yeah)

Kick in front, bass tucked low

Let it ride, then let it go (yeah)