Lyrics:
bout da endin of da world today.. COME!
[Ice-T]
I got a attitude as thick as a convict's
Bomb ticks, my heart beats as I rhyme over hard s***
Watch
Mind is overflowing
What im smoking is potent
Bitch I dont stop I go in
I keep the rhythm flowing
Mind is overflowing
What i'm smoking is
Peep rhythm and poetry, how I see it
She aint fuckin with nobody like she carrying a fetus
Finna change rap's life and give her the act right
Like
, instrumental to our rhythms that orchestrate thoughts
Thinking, that's making us all start sinking
I got a tale from the hood, this shit is not preaching folk
I
on the bank of the river downtown
staring across at the lea
I cuddle my miss and I blow her a kiss
she gives a curt nod to me
The water flows by with a hum
whatcha got
I guess by now you can take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch
But that's okay, I still keep in stride
'Cause all I'm here
whatcha got
I guess by now you can take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch
But that's okay, I still keep in stride
'Cause all I'm here
"Rhythm rules the world
If one thing got of rhythmically
The whole universe would collapse"
the entire state
And straight to hell, got an impaled by the gates
So Satan stuck his face in an ashtray
While I sashayed around flames with a match and I
So, so we can get it going, we can get it going now
I'm can play your rhythm, let your body make the sounds
I said we can get it going, I said we can
To the Rhythm that's all I know
Got you homie but first let me do me
Get my mind right with some sticky of that oowee
Got my dogs with me no Scooby home girl with
lets have a little bit of rhythm
and a little bit of blues now
and now the swinging bass guitar one time
and now you got cold ryhthm and blues
without his soul
So is this equal or blowin up your ass
smoke sticks who got your vote and rather slit your throat
"Try them.." "Bacon souflee!"
"No I
greener than the Grinch
Jammin', jammin'
Jammin' like Bob Marley's cousin
You'd think I’m Jamaican when
I get to puffin’ got the munchies
Pussy in my
pass 'em the Oscar
From the new school rappers, yeah I'm the illest on the roster
Smoke like a rasta
Black and white like Bob Marley, yeah, like Bob
a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now you can take
first 8-Ball at 120
Broke it drown and flipped it for 3
Did it a couple times, flipped OZs
From there, I was on my way keys
Got saved by the rap game
"Whatcha been thinkin bout?"
Bob said : "Thats the point. I won't think bout nothing.
Now I gotta do something else
(Oi! Oi! Oi!)
To pass the time
Gave my heart to you
But I Never said goodbye
Now Im drowning in your thoughts
Miss Laying by your side
Baby why's it feel so good
Your my drug
tonight
We'll catch the mornin'
When I have you by my side
I'm feel with lovin'
You turn me on, you turn me off
You got me goin' you got me goin'
This is
I've been looking high
I've been looking low
All the places that
We would used to go
There's a bench by the lake
At your Mum's house
Staring up
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Bob harris (boy soprano, trumpet)
Steve vai
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Bob harris (boy soprano, trumpet)
Steve vai
tonight
As I listen to the big wheels roll
Three days into a six week tour,
Gettin' in the rhythm of the road
We pick and sing,
Say "goodnight" then
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