GQ - Beautiful Music lyrics

[Intro: Rapsody] Ka$h, Ka$h dont make beats, he make Beautiful music, one-two-one-two My man Murs, what's up Murs? Beautiful music [Verse 1: Rapsody] Yo, beautiful music it raised me Like daddy belt when I was actin' all crazy Sneakin' headphones on the buses to school While them other fools was fightin', I was rockin' to AZ The night they made me, probably listened to O'Jays That's why I love music, keep it runnin' like OJ In the fashion of most (Mos), wearin' out all the old plays Black on both sides from my skin to the old Jays Just yesterday I was rockin' the Ol' Jay My blueprint, tryin' to see me through it all like Oakleys He changed the game like Kelly did foreplay Now they pee-pee in they tee-pee when they see me like Biggie Nowadays, styles done changed like CK They inclined to listen to the same song on replay Keep a gang of stars in the halls where we play Cause there ain't a lot of songs nowadays they anticipate Like Jamla, Phonte, Rozay Ricky It ain't all rosey like Andre say We lost three legends, Whit, Etta James, MJ Gotta protect the kids where I live, my pen state (Penn State) Until they state of mind feelin' every word I say Beautiful music couldn't beat like old D Dre with Beats How we beatin' everything that they play? Beautiful music, my brother man Ka$h done make, it's beautiful [Hook] Now how it look? It go Da da da da da da da da da da da Da da da da da da da da da, hey Da da da da da da da da da da da Da da da da da da da da da, tell 'em it's beautiful music [Verse 2: Childish Gambino] Word, you ain't heard the Pharcyde? Burning disks for them high school car rides, like Ooh-la-la-la, it's over Traded in the Fugees for my cousin's Stankonia He used to bone to Bone Thugs in his waterbed Rockin' dreads listenin' to new Portishead Wu-Tang to Midnight Marauders Comin' out a system while I'm chillin' with his daughter Fathers would freak out, "You listen to P-Funk?" I listen to anything when she's sportin' them C cups Jill Scott and Gil Scott-Heron Was blarin' out of the dorm of the woman that I swear I was marryin' It's them cold NYU winters Laptop, brown socks, and no dinner Drownin' out the sound that my stomach made Napster, n***a I got everything Yeah, Fruity Loops lookin' like Tetris I want to be Pharrell so bad I got the haircut I want to be Pharrell so bad I cut the drums out And put my own verse on the end when it comes out Lost my V-card to D-R-E She liked Train so we broke up, listen to Big, grow up Listened to J-Hova, I was a J-Hova, witness Trying to make sense of the beautiful music [Hook] [Verse 3: GQ] Yeah, hah, appreciate you sis Yeah, I don't know much y'all, but I do know this I've loved this since my cousin had a two-door whip To Ms. Hill, I still get chills from The Sweetest Thing To every angel still prayin' for Anita's wings A fantasy Mariah singing with Old Dirty I played Regulate back when Pac played Birdie Hi there, Beautiful Idea, repeat it To get by Mary and Meth was all I needed Uh, I guess I got addicted at a young age 702 was playin' games in the subway Mind playin' tricks on me, do I look confused? I just want my day to go as good as Cube's I'm all smiles though, I thank sis dearly It's more than a art, I paint this clearly I swear from this feeling get an extra lift But thank Rap, she just blessed you with Beautiful Music [Outro: GQ] Yeah, she just blessed you with beautiful music Sis, you got one girl, yeah, Ka$h Somethin' that just feel good, you know? Somethin' you ride to, wake up in the morning to, go to sleep to It feels good, yeah Right, like, Jamla yea 9th Wonder, idea of beautiful music Sis, that be that beautiful music Ka$h, beautiful music GQ, beautiful