Epik High - Orchestras. Spotlights. Turntables. lyrics

Don't be nervous. Stay calm and ready A time bomb is ticking and your heart is heavy Close your eyes and open your minds Let the bu*terflies in the pit of your stomach subside This is life in the making The roots of this will never be forsaken But barriers were built for breaking So keep moving it. Let your heart grip the beat Driver's seat, ride the rhythm and start losing it Spotlights, bright lights and neon Rays of energy pour from backdrops and beyond Music hits you so hard you can't blink or see on A slave to the rhythm but still we reach freedom Let it breathe, make it bang Light a fire on the stage like Hendrix in acid rain The most epik is the most high That`s why I rep the flyest sh** in the south side... Tukutz!