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Albums:

Slow Slow Quick Quick Slow [Empress] (Victor Silvester) · Slow Slow Quick Quick Slow [ASV/Living Era] (Victor Silvester) · Primo Tempo (Ligabue) · Tempo de Musica (Baden Powell) · Reminiscing in Tempo: 1936-1938, Vol. 4 (Edward Kennedy Ellington) · Fresh: Mid-Tempo, Vol. 1 (Vital Sound Productions) · Tempo Presente (EdĂș Lobo) · Tanto Tempo (Bebel Gilberto) · Tanto Tempo Remixes (Bebel Gilberto) · Transversal do Tempo [Original] (Elis Regina) – and 90 other albums »


Everything moves like slow fluid in this atmosphere
Thick as dreams
With sewage, incense, dust and fever and the smoke of brick kilns and cremations

Tom
to day break 
All up to dropsake 
I hear a slow song 
Close gets the love ones 
Onto the dance floor 
The bells are ringing 
For me and my girl
We crawled night and day through the tears and debries
Now I'm reaching out to you but I'm keeping my hands clean
The tables are turning the tempo
the tempo slow
Every town is just another beat,
Livin' in the rhythm of the road

The rhythm of the road's got a mind of its own
If you find it it'll
and bright in your eyes
It's the touch of your sighs
My lips are resting on your shoulder
When we're moving so soft and slow
We need the ecstasy,
a funeral, brought on by a sad song
After biggie's, one more chance, who was ugly doin'?
Sade made me wanna do it in the rain
R. Kelly had me rentin' cars
The fine women that be rollin Mercedes 
Getting freaky and
And we be going (weo weo weo weo)

[R Kelly:]
Do you want me to slow it down (Kelz)
Do you
Gimme all the rhythm and blues niggas
then rock the shots of liquor
they make me cum quicker
rub between your belly like jelly R.Kelly
you think you
Gimme all the rhythm and blues niggas
then rock the shots of liquor
they make me cum quicker
rub between your belly like jelly R.Kelly
you think you
Kelly mountain road
Saw a heavy load
With a sagging heart
And a break apart
Voices in me
Stood as thick as thieves
With no sympathy
For
goin? to the club
No hangin? with my girls
I'm chillin? with ma nigga tonight
R.Kelly got a show but I can't go
I'm chillin? with ma nigga tonight
[R. Kelly - talking (continues behind Chorus)]
Roll, cheah, cheah
Roll, cheah, cheah
Roll, cheah, cheah
[Chorus]
You can catch me in the club
[R. Kelly - talking] (*continues behind Chorus*)
Roll, cheah, cheah
Roll, cheah, cheah
Roll, cheah, cheah

[Chorus]
You can catch me in
a very clever move
Because the bassline, combined with the fresh rhyme at a slow tempo enticed passion to grow
But if it's not passion, for which you
chrome
Fucking hoes over fifty four my name here weight you barely no
You on that are Kelly shit your bitch is barely grown

[Chorus]

G-unit
all a struggle, and most people's struggles are doubled
You ain't the only one with a challenge facin some trouble
Look at the woman chewed up by
like a woman, slow and easy"

"Like this, old man?"
"No! A fool plays the blues like Machine Gun Kelly,
Five hundred notes to the bar,
And if you're
yeah
R: uh uh, yeah, come on!

R: once you're with the music, it becomes addiction
It fascinates like science fiction
You're on a joyride, the tempo
Satchmo blow
Groovin' at a tempo fast or slow
Jazz was at a new plateau ready to grow
Also developing ways to make dough
Although we always heard no
that ass (Yep)
Ele and Kelly won't let dem pass, come on!

We got the place surrounded y'all (Scoobay!)
This is big! (A weddy weddy weddy weddy weddy
on the lap and desktop 

A mixture from up-tempo to slow grooves 
8-Track figure that's mixed wit Pro Tool 
I rhyme wit sense the paragraph was intense
a little something like this

Yes, here we go, on with the show
As the rhythm of this starts to flow
No matter the tempo, fast or slow
Get up and dance
opponent
M.C. Ice T just microphonin'
33 and 1/3 revolutions per minute
This record is def because my heart is in it
Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos tight
care what you two were"

So it's a trick on your ego
A two-step off tempo
A solid gold bracelet
Under lights in a window
In some shopping mall
[Chorus]

Yo ain't nobody bang it like me
Stack it like me
Would'nt like me
Ask Kelly his orignal plan to get us large on that map by making you clap