Rock to the Rythm Songtext

von Kinobe

You gotta rock to the rhythm with 'em
Got to give it to 'em
Got to give alot more than the minimum
Rock to the rhythm with 'em
Got to give it to 'em
Got to give alot more (more)

Yo Wake up, Wake up
It's a new day now sidestep right, left whos gonna break down
How I get down, make 'em all sit down
Either that or have them hurry in to skip town
Feed your ears with the snares and the kicks pow
Always chew it up, but I have to watch where I get down
Try to navigate your way through this thick sound
It's big oak duck and cover when I spit rhymes

Way after the show, I breathe for a pit-stop
Surrounded by chicks who dont listen to hip-hop
But they do now, I'm sorta like a missionary
Gettin' every word into every heard
It may sound ubserd but I dont never never not wanna feel this way that I feel so
Catch the vibe and let down your gaurd lets make it capsize we rockin so hard

Come follow me as I work with the simple plan
Cut out the top and the bottom plus the middleman
It's kinda stressful trying to figure out this little and
Honey said I'm looking pale I need a little tan
But thats because ive been behind closed doors
Trying to make these songs for yah or ill do wrong for yah
I might be inclined to jump on the next wagon
That's filled with young bucks just to keep your pants saggin
Yeah, I'm feeling old i still play truth or dare
Been doing this since FMU wanted more facial hair
Yup! shes inventing the game and on the microphone yah got to give it to em (eh!)

I dont give a damn bout your man so I dont understand
Why you try to shake hands like its cool
Cause see for me and my band and the height that we stand
We can see you must feel like a fool
Cause yah can't bend the rules you gotta break em in half
Like I did to everything that tried clutter my path
Fuck a flag, put it out on the mass
It seems the war must have got out at last
The smiles the sighs some police say hi
They frown they cry so I say goodbye
Aiddyo's my mani I gotta fly
Got my people waiting for me trying to catch a red eye

Tell me what you got to say
Unless it ain't nothing in that case your fronting
I tell yah something plus this and that man
And I'll even do an encore if the crowd demands
I got a plan you can bet that it deals with me and my life and a whole lotta music
So either love it or get used to it
And put your hands up if we tell you to do it

Number one I oughta two I gotta three make your head spin like helicopters
But can't stick around long for your thoughts huh?
Don't have the patience like a bad doctor
But I'll describe one thing for your asses
Put on your glasses and keep your ears waxless
'Ccause I want ya'll to hear and witness
The L rocking crowds are ripping doors off the hinges