Incense & Vinyl

[Intro] – 0:00 (vinyl crackle, soft hum) Mmm... Yeah... You can sit there... I’m good right here... [Verse 1] – 0:12 You walked in talking sideways Like your shoes knew every board Sat down smooth, crossed one knee Like you done this here before I was peeling off an orange Looking through you, not at you Some folks loud without saying much Some folks quiet and still move rooms Your fingers tapped that wooden table Like a drummer short on rent I kept smiling in my own cup Knowing more than what I meant [Pre-Chorus] – 0:42 (soft layered harmony enters) Mm... don’t rush your entrance Mm... don’t sell me smoke If you got something honest Set it down and let it soak [Chorus] – 0:58 (full vocal stacks) Burn that incense... let it speak first Spin that vinyl... let the needle work I don’t chase nothing meant for me What got roots come naturally Burn that incense... curl through air Spin that vinyl... meet me there I don’t pull what wanna stay What belong gon’ find the way (Background layer softly repeating): Find the way... find the way... [Verse 2] – 1:32 You got pretty mixed with maybe That can fool a younger thing But I done danced with shiny trouble I know what a grin can bring You asked me what I’m thinking I said, “Depends on who askin’” You laughed hard then leaned closer Like boldness was your fashion Window cracked, the night leaned in Street hummed low beneath the sky Some moments wear no wristwatch Just arrive when it’s their time [Pre-Chorus] – 2:02 Mm... don’t rush your entrance Mm... don’t sell me smoke If you got something honest Set it down and let it soak [Chorus] – 2:18 Burn that incense... let it speak first Spin that vinyl... let the needle work I don’t chase nothing meant for me What got roots come naturally Burn that incense... curl through air Spin that vinyl... meet me there I don’t pull what wanna stay What belong gon’ find the way [Bridge] – 2:52 (drums pull back / bass only) Maybe stay... maybe slide Maybe truth ain’t loud at all Maybe rooms know more than people Maybe that’s the lesson, y’all (pause) Maybe love wear simple clothes Maybe game wear gold too much Maybe silence tell me plenty Maybe hands can talk enough [Final Chorus] – 3:18 (biggest stacks + ad-libs) Burn that incense... let it speak first (speak now...) Spin that vinyl... let the needle work (work now...) I don’t chase nothing meant for me What got roots come naturally Burn that incense... curl through air Spin that vinyl... meet me there I don’t pull what wanna stay What belong gon’ find the way [Outro] – 3:52 (music fades / hums / vinyl crackle) Mmm... There it is... Let it turn... Let it turn... Yeah...