I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper
The more knowledge I know
I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, deeper, deeper
Chillin′ in the corner at the shelter all by myself
Checkin it out I'm not dancin′ no more but
How on earth are you supposed to vibe around the fake ones
The one, the ones that say
They know what is what but they don't know what is what
I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper
And I pretend that they're not there
Up in the booth at the dread man spinnin the song
I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, I get deeper
When people start to disappear
And it′s about six o'clock
Take off my sweater and my pants
And all the sweat just goes down my face
And I pretend that there′s nobody there but me in this place
I get deep, yo i get deep
I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep
He takes all the bass out of the song
And all you hear is highs and its like
I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep
And the rhythm flows through my blood like alcohol
And I get drunk and I'm fallin all over the place
And its so sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Well if house music was air
And Doctor love would be my song
And I would only take deep breaths
And fill my lungs with the rhythm or the bass
Now it′s about three A and I see people doin' fleeays'
Spinnin′ jumpin′ and grindin'
As if they had wings on their feet
Raising both hands in the air as if Jesus was a DJ himself
Spinnin those funky funky funky house beats
And in this temple we all pray in unity for the same thing
Rythmatic pause without cause
Bass from those high definition speakers
Sitting in the corner on each side of the room
Givin′ us the boom boom boom
The smell of a L lit while walking by
But the music gets me high
Sanctified like and old lady in church
Speak to me, speak to me, speak to me
Because we love house music
And on this night it brings us together
Like a family reunion every week
So for all you hip hoppers