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The System - Groove (Instrumental Version)
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The System is an American synthpop duo consisting of vocalist/guitarist Mic Murphy and seasoned session keyboardist David Frank. The band was founded in 1982 in New York and backed up by Paul Pesco on electric guitar and Kris Khellow - keyboards, synthesizers. Sometimes the group is referred to as an "emotio-electro" band because of their hi-tech, synthesizer-driven sound mated to passionate vocals and sensitive lyrics.
For ANYONE who’s ever powered up a synthesizer. This is “HEAVEN”. 🔥🔥🔥
Yes
Makes remember my Alpha Juno-2
You know ball brother 👍🏿
DX-7 in full effect ❤
Always love those glassy sharp synth bells. ❤️
I like my FM dx bass like I like my womens: Fat, wide, and tight in the low end!
This is strictly for the 80's
This will be the song playing over the credits when I die
Nice
Not if I go first
Faaaaaacts 🤣🤣🤣🤣
on gr74v
Ditto that 😎🎵🏝
I love this song beyond words. Such great memories of early '87 when this came out.
I was 5 when this came out and still love this song and ill be 40 in months lol
I never realized just how TRULY EPIC this instrumental is!!!!!!!!!!
im not religious by any means but heaven has to exist because this song is from there.
God is in heaven and he has a plan for your life.
lmao... maaaaan. the actual song is amazing and i love it but you're on to something lol
@@FrancisAlloteyJr This ain’t a church buddy
@@blooop9693 ugh please shut up
My favorite song by the system...I love Instrumental songs
Yes indeed.feel the vibration 😎
I’m loving this version. You still get hype off just the music!! That’s How U know- Irs EVERYTHING
I used to take long drives to Modesto, back in the day when this song was released. Especially the instrumental side
i still do and still will during the summer
logtype47 Absolutely this is that riding down pacific highway sunset warm weather music THERE'S NOTHING LIKE IT....GOTTA LOVE IT!!!!
Whoever produced this is absolutely genius level talented. The bop of it…the layers…absolute insanity
THIS IS WHAT I CALL GOOD MUSIC
The 80s best time of my life
Celestial bodies orbiting the earth. Super Novas exploding in endless galaxies. This song is extra terrestrial!
Love this explanation! Nailed it...this music takes you to another realm.
Lady Indigo thank you! I’m a mariner and studied celestial navigation so the comparison is in my realm.
Nothing short of.......!!!!! 👍
You Are In The System,
the Solar System that is.
Aha! That's dope! 🔥🔥
There are some songs you keep playing throughout the years, no matter what, whenever I need to hear some smooth music its 80s music time. Guess what folks..I always grab the best music..DON'T DISTURB THIS GROOVE.....YASSSSSSS😊
True
I feel like I’m flying with the stars every time I hear this work of art ⭐️ 🌟 ✨
Loved this Tune!!.Driving in summer time,saturday evening under an infinite blue Sky,by the L.I.Express Way,-(495)-from my town-(Long Island)-,to Manhattan,New York City!!.What a magical times!!.
Baseline is sick
GOOD DRIVING INSTRUMENTAL
I love this song I was 6 when it came out and it's been my favorite every since. Reminds me of the good ole days.
💜yes!
80s babay!
I was 5 myself! 💯
Good song to be listening to on an early sunny sunday evening, brings back memories of 1987 for me.
Makes me wanna skip through the tulips!♥️😘🌷🌷
This song takes me so far back. I love it. I'm so glad I found this.
Childhood memories kicked in, which made me hum this song for a good hour over and over, and wondered if there was an instrumental available. Here it is. And it's on iTunes? Sold!
You know my mom use to listen this song back in the summer of 87 that years ago and now she use to listen to this song for years and years. 4:45
Every time I hear this song reminds me of when we used to drive down to orlando and this song would play as we headed towards disney world
A song that will never be forgotten love the charms love all the instruments don't disturb this groove you better know it!!
I love this arrangement of the song. Gives me good vibes. Nice job....thanks for posting this classic!!!😍😙😊
This is the business right here!!!
#SystemAddict
Them horns was nice at the end
those horns were life
Shan Pierce 👍👍👍👍
Shan Pierce
Love it!!
DX7 brass
CLASSIC!!!
This is glorious. Thanks for sharing this!
There are no words...😍😍😍😍😍🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗
🎶All I need is just me and you
That’s simple enough
Just so that I’m understood
Dont’choo, DON’T disturb this groove!🎶
my jammmmmmmmmm
Still a strong oldie!!!
I love this song. It can't be touched. My bad y'all ... but if 2 pac was still alive ...i could imagine him dropping a verse to this song... although its dope by itself
REMINDS ME OF BEING PADUCAH,KY BACK IN THE 80'S
I’m on OG, but this song is almost perfect!!
Summertime music
an awesome mix
EVERYTHING!!!!🔥🔥🔥
LOOOOOVE THISSS!!!!!!💜💜💜💜💜 HOW AWESOME 💜💜💜
This is my L. A. Fitness workout music! Don’t Disturb This (My) Groove “ in the weight room 💪🏾🏋🏾♀️
This is lovely!!!
Adjust the playback speed on your RUclips player to x1.25 speed and this beat really comes to life. I’ve always loved this song the synth work on this track is so ethereal and dreamy.
George Clanton - Pizza Day
Negative, less layers
Grown Folks Music!😎
🔥 love it
I love this very much thank you
what it sounds like to be happy
Bruh why am I freestyling to this at 1 am lmfaooo
5:16 minutes in heaven
Get divine power!
When love is lost, minds start reveling, forgetful of the truth, the use of my clue’s a bit unsettling in a development of radical moves, and I combat the hopes with a dramatical groove, reminisce with me, strictly for the proof let’s invent the next history, misery is blue, the sun radiant, let’s mix the good with the bad have us coming out on the better half of our alias, the place we live, let it be a palace with no malice, and act as if we’re not financially challenged, establish the rights, fight for the ties of the balance, issues lace around the front end of the atlas, at last it’s the valid, excruciating pains emit from the kids who think they’re cooler than a salad, but they don’t know how to chill, because they never had it, this skill to replant the lost feel of the planet, mountains cry from erosion, fountains of youth start to lose in the ocean, and the emotions that once gave us soul, start to lose control to devotion, love is gone in the masses, but I’m still here so as long as I’m around love can outlast this, outcasted like a reel fishing for the habits that can make women emphatic and create a bit of traffic over the static I build, that’s a heal worthy of the peel of the scab that covers the wound from the manic depressive antics, and it’s just my deal, I can’t stop I keep going you know I’m love why do you doubt this man of steel, armor plated mission, you can’t kill what never seems to give in, even after I finish living I’m still existent, just take a trip and rewind to find me in this impressive type of system.
The bassline would make you want to sit down and just cry....
0:24
1:33
2:51
Pay attention are you listening
You're girl my favorite girl
Excuse me for the moment
I'm in another world
by a fountain
Flowers blooming everywhere
With venus and cupid, the picture's very clear
Hang the sign upon the door, say
Don't disturb this groove
Just a way to say that
I'm so into you and the feelings so real
So don't disturb this groove
Erotic whispers for the listener
Let the music fill the air
Excuse me for a moment
I'm at a loss for words
By election sheer perfection
And as if these eyes would care
Your heart is in the right place
So don't you go and change
Baby over and over the passion starts again
You're my lollipops and everything
And a little taste of sin
Causing fire and desire
In this mortal soul to live
'Till the angels fall from heaven
And the day the earth stands still
Hang a sign upon the door
Say don't disturb this groove
Just a way to say that
VA-11 Hall-a's Karmotrine Dream reminds me of this.
READY?
@2:51 WOW💜💜💜
They don’t make music like this no more
Store closed, eclipse the fix, enclosed fits of folds, skip through emptiness in a humble abode, souls cold, trenches and bended sentiments for eyes rolled, show no signs of ever quit, forever mixed and sky’s bold, flickering at the snickering exodus, my testament is like a lesser script for the rest to get, assemblage of innocence or inner sense of value, I didn’t invent the trip I just show you how to, collage of lost files, memories skip like crossed tiles, slipping at the edge of it with word piles, like it’s scrabble, but most the time I’m scrambled, mishandled my generous, the velocity of a gentleman’s drift isn’t caught quite often like my emphasis when it’s only at the end of this, the venomous, snake bites along the tired, spinning in circles trying to be the object desired, fire on the tips of the wires, exist, that’s a short fuse that can lose itself in hesitance, passive temps, slow rise in warmth, the promise of the view, cool commas in the forms, pair of graphs measure out the increase, with paradise not in sight I write all I exceed, full throttle, quote bottles lost at sea, constantly that’s a roll model you can’t free, trapped in a world that hates my people, splitting us up like hairs through a needle, threading on the cusp of fabric, and the cuts do damage that seem to inspire badder habits, these silly rabbits want tricks, so I see my Asian women doing dicks to get chips, that’s otherwise known as snaps, dough, green, from those green with envy perhaps, it seems, that’s why they label me the enemy, and my women victims, so they can rescue them to dick them, I quicken pace with my race, but I’m over their heads and they can’t catch up to embrace the facts I laced, I mean interwove into this beat with bass, or basis to raise awareness and fix the fractured like a brace is, but they don’t want to mend, I tried to make amends, but these tricks see me as the enemy and not a friend
George Clanton - Pizza Day
I'm in Heaven
Listen
[Verse 1]
Pay attention, are you listening?
You're my favorite girl
Excuse me for the moment
I'm in another world
On a mountain, by a fountain
Flowers blooming everywhere
With Venus and with cupid
The picture's very clear
[Hook]
Hang the sign upon the door, say, 'Don't disturb this groove'
Just a way to say that, I'm so into you
And the feeling's so real, so don't disturb this groove
[Verse 2]
Erotic whispers for the listener
Let the music fill the air
Excuse me for a moment
I'm at a loss for words
By election, sheer perfection
And as if these eyes would care
Your heart is in the right place
So don't you go and change
Baby over and over
The passion starts again
You're my lollipops and everything
And a little taste of sin
Causing fire and desire
In this mortal soul to live
'Til the angels fall from Heaven
And the day the earth stands still
[Hook]
Hang the sign upon the door, say, 'Don't disturb this groove'
Just a way to say that, I'm so into you
And the feeling's so real, so don't disturb this groove
[Interlude]
When it feels so real, don't disturb this groove
[Bridge]
Close your eyes and let the music put you in the mood
Can you feel it? (Uh huh)
Baby, just lock the door and turn the phone off
This time, it's time for me and you
Are you ready? (Yes)
[Hook]
Hang the sign upon the door, say, 'Don't disturb this groove'
Just a way to say that, I'm so into you
And the feeling's so real, so don't disturb this groove
[Outro]
Close your eyes and let the music put you in the groove
Lock the door and turn the phone off, it's time for me and you
Hang the sign upon the door, say, 'Don't disturb this groove'
2021 anyone with me
12 people disturbed the groove!
Pizza day
ESPRIT ! !
Ready?
この歌の無い方も好き♡✨🍀👍🏻✨💖✨
Lost souls by Tupac
Lollipops and everythang.....
Got that J-Dilla thing going on. 🔥🔥🔥 Dilla definitely listened to this!!!😂
Seams in melodies, screens and energy, builds across the streams of memories, in her eyes is a disguise, I pretend it remedies, the lies she breathes…and sighs heavily, but I can’t realize any life where she’d get with me, another day, another man presses her head and torso, I never had a chance from the get go, now, even more so, every drop from my hand, every bit that expands like a rubber band from the door’s hold, I’m a nobody, she doesn’t understand my Morse codes, the skips in the trips that hit sand, seem to slip from my hands like a meaningless morsel, the form’s cold, that’s the ham, she drifts like fans in the floor’s glow, I’m alone, she has plenty men to bone like a porn show, or a chicken thigh, with a limp in stride, she cries about being too popular, I can’t sympathize or retain the same force flow, listen I’ve, been too riddled with a trick and try, to quit when I thought I was about to slip and die, or slip and dive like an oared boat, love stricken like a sickened guy, or a bored hoe, trying to dig in, like a dip in a batch of liquid Tide, washing the stains out, talking like each minute I’m walking with my brain out, heart on lapel, I’m the least favorite, the type of guy most women dodge and repel.
🗣️🎤🎵🎼
Drugs in 80’s was A1 fa sho
Tractor beams, self esteem in dreams, award shows, the lowest life form seeks warmth from a coarse robe, abrasive when dried, fried flies still swing by a lowered orb glow, the night sings bye, the moon sits like a cord rolled, my proof is in the corn rows, I weave across the field, find sustenance in passive warm souls, the life force is the purpose, wealth touches only the surface, I’m too deep to perform shows for serpents, snakes in the grass, getting high like a gas, the pass in the present, the present is tense, and less relevant, I passed up the excrement, digging down to see what my heart truly represents, a plethora of peasant sense, chicken heads with a beak that dips with intense negligence, see the feed, while they keep clucking, I’m stuck in another box behind the chicken fence, typing nothing, that means something to my inner strengths, like a nightly read, reeling at the thoughts of dimmer lengths, another day another mile, walking to the end of my own resemblance.
TOOK
If you from the dmv tell me what song this reminds you of
Joe Budden postcast brought me here
Slyyce_BBR which episode was this?
Where my lost poets at…?✌️🤓
Shouts out RxkNephew for da remix
Being 14 and so waiting for that cute boy to call
I created my own lyrics and used this beat
Tupac used this in the song Lost Souls
Getting 25 years if the judge dont like us. Rip the greatest
ermjjMASON©
By
Miss the 80’s…great music has no expiration date…stupid
It’s your number one gross poet…✌️. Never stop being creative…🤓
The system looks like it was formed by a middle-aged dad who was experimenting on his brand new Roland keyboard and got his sons black friend to sing for him
😧
Phat shaming
I'm a poet not a rapper, she was brought up in the wrong chapter, she's too Toronto raptor, i'm too final fantasy, now she's mad at me, back stabbing me like an antler, I thought she had the answer, I told her wait, she starts to dissipate like a damper, dampen my mood, I tried to cut through the chase like a lancer, now I'm without my light like a lantern, I can't turn back the hands of time, and hope for her hands in mine, I can hope I can find, peace of mind, without a piece of her to remind me of when I was properly aligned, now I'm crooked and look at the binds, tied to a rhythm, she's blind to my system by design, like a prism, or a prison, for a prisoner of love looking for her visit, but I can only imagine and she can only miss it, by a mile, I try to smile when i blink, a fraction of a moment holding her by natural instinct, a bit of memory, bitter by the chemistry, reliant on the science of fact, she doesn't want to respond to my calls for contact, I saw heaven and died, why didn't I get in, I tried, but she says I didn't fit in, she lied
pizza day
Cries in the over pass, being passed over, assorted trash starts to attract odors like an old soda cap, in the former path, plain and stained like a chain from a quarter masked, in my aim, like fire from a flame thrower blast, there’s a change in the rain that drifts like plains when the wind starts to blow a track, the remnants of an estranged older half, shadows of myself, drapes in the distant overlaps, made insistent by the persistent way it sort of mattes, the plural of color begins to interact like coral in numbers, and increases a floral lapse, vegetation like anemones, mirror glass, liquified destination has its tendencies, most are meant to be bolted back, like a bended knee, angles in the ascent, tales in the accented memory, remember me when I’m gone, don’t pretend to be strong if the battered heart can make a better remedy.
Girl!
You want me to split hairs, reminiscing on what you did here, pretending that you did care, out of thin air, you sit there, with a guy who doesn’t speak love, he’s obsessed with the color of your skin care, you make songs with rappers who don’t speak love, they speak Fk! and get it in there, that’s lust, I speak the other stuff when women wanted men to love their slim wear, but their physique has started to rust, they get procedures to back it up like wind gear, but when the lies have set sail, will you still hail their lives or try to be more sincere? I’m not the best, but I’m the best at loving you, that’s the process of my poem, I was inspired by women who love, so I let it be known, no one can do what I can, and that’s a fact, these other guys get paid to tell you that, they get laid, that’s a fact, so much so, that is how I know for sure they don’t know love as much as what I left you back in the past.
Who’s the character, line of chance a bit off hand in the snare returned, in the moment that I skip, another fair concern, troublesome lies start preparing terms, that is it, I exit to manifest a gift you can’t share or earn, I’m fire but you can’t catch me I don’t share the burn, I’m actually quite nice, call me ice over apparent curbs, street ways with a free way that can manage, keep you off base and below the minimum average, of pay grade A, top of the shelf but I hardly think of self when I’m tipsy off a gallon, tampered seals, orcas on the frontlines of the battle field, my dorsal fins start poking out the surface like a man snorkeling, with a chorus like grand opening, cutting ribbons, confronting vision with a tight eye to the fools who are better at forfeiting, then ordering, beef from a unique brand that can hand a dish out like an enormous war machine,
Can you remedy, what’s the proportionate weight for your lower extremity, I need your excess, can I access your imagery, energy express, dialect touches your best bet, rolling over memories, smooth granite, it’s a hard knock, let me lay you down if you truly understand it, it doesn’t stop, rocking lots of damage, average stove top terms in a feudal burn like sun over planets turned, locked in place, a drop of lace over your hot damnit, you got the spreads I got the meat for the sandwich, let us start off like gusts of wind rampant, swim frantic, drowning in ecstasy, growling next to me, purring cat with a vicious tongue like weaponry, candid, video worthy moves exhibited through distributed cloths of canvas, can’t it, can of beings with drop top lids, we can frolic like alcoholics or two drunk kids, cool punch spiked, you’re hype, let me notify you in writing, evicted from your prison like a jury that indicted cause they like it, that’s easy listening, you’re crystal clear come over here my dear appear like a mirror with sunken glistening, I never switch like a pitch or a dip in gears, ears to my rhyme poems, pressing four leaves to a pine cone, luck runneth over, you bring me joy let me scratch at your lucky numbers two of hearts can employ, slumber party, for girl and boy, heteroes with better flows, that gyrates and pulsates with wetter clothes that later closed, stripping midnights in between the centerfolds, you resemble rose, petals grow, engorged process, manufacture a lacquer that liquors cologne in the dead of nose, liven senses, knock you senseless with my entrance like an oven for a bread that’s a loaf, French kissing on the steps literally, you can see the bigger picture from the little me, fiddling through your little league, A major, not minor, jot liners like lime to a lemon stirring up trouble like a primer, paint the picture perfect with words that short circuit like a timer, try and replace me, that’s impossible, I’m the kind of guy that can draw the future like a reminder, take note to my heritage, girl made for me, that’s bitter facts for the hate that can hemorrhage it, I create balance, let me see what the leverage is, we can get hot like a pan or chill like a can of cool beverages, girl is a light let me see out of sight like the end of this, chasing you down the hall, see you small like my penmanship, modesty with a policy to love my women like appendages, holding me steady, getting me ready to live life where my empress is, hugging on my arm, kissing my ear like an interest, a new twist with a classic drop, she can tell me to keep going, I can never stop,