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The Rhythm Method (Move!)

Flobots

Fight with Tools

2008

3-2-1 liftoff jet pack shoot into space
Represent the dot 'til were blue in the face
Fre-fre-fresher than toothpaste
You know how we do in

Nothing feel better
Im right by all of the angels in heaven
Wings all on my sneakers
I feel like Jordan in traffic
This life shit was never in regular

weekly
They get all the attention and you don't wanna be greedy
But somehow they make you feel like  over-sprayed graffiti
Cause you were here first, way

Stuck in traffic, trying to get back home
Every second suffocates my soul
I don't know why I still give everything I have for nothing
Just to get

Dash

Bumblefoot

Abnormal

way too fast
And all we had becomes a dash

And if I had one more chance for us to start things over
Ya know I wouldn't change a thing
And if I had one

a genie
Well, baby make your wish
This the big shark, out the trenches
Fuck that little fish
I been working like a lift
Out the gutter, brick by brick
I be

I'm tripping
I'm trying to get back to the way we was cause I missed it
I'm feeling like some pieces of my heart is gone and missing

Look, I'm set

Moby Dick - Parallel Universe 
I agree with Ishmael
Fuck it
This is about who you are
Let me tell you different way

So high high high high high high

they love you
never meant to harm anything so innocent 
that you can't help but hope 
it gets killed crossing in traffic

i promised myself 
i wouldn't

speeding traffic 
the weathers bad, you said I've got a jacket.
Let me down by the side of the road 
where the snows cold, 
come on and get me home.

Like My gold i stack
See me as a terrorist iraq
She ask me for the truth i lie
She begging for my life i die
And the way my water flowing i cry
She

gotten worse
Too small for all my shirts
And I don't know what rhyme to say
To keep in time
This life just pass me by
Oh why
Oh what am I to do?
To see

Though I love who I'm becoming
Throw myself into oncoming
Traffic in the name of growing
Maybe it's the high that's calling
Me by my name
Telling me
Hey,

them a week later
Ride the wave like a sea doo
They copy the things that we do 
Buy choppers from Filipino's 
I politic I don't mingle 
Surrounded by

in traffic
The way I let it rip with no switch Automatic
She say a nigga saucy when I step out it be drastic
95s on my feet Nike I just do it
Saucy

four seven Youth are lurking
No jobs
We scheming trapping
Slanging dealing
Million ways to make it out
Get it by any means
Never took the easy route

She ain't really bad, I can tell by her toes
Then again, I can tell her water flows
Goin' outside, pushin' Z end of alphabet
See how I step, yeah, she

I cook no ruth crisp
Clean em up here I go on bullshit
No face no case
Nigga tryed to bop no race
Switch unlock no fade
Like like which way
Shh no

I'm hoping by the time y'all put this on
The roads are clear man
Ugh
Hoping there's no traffic
Ugh
Just get lost in your thoughts and ride out

Quarantetrois?

(Verse 1)
I’m repping my town nd city , when you see me you know everything me (me)
Hold it down for 243 lingala hiphop God Mc (Mc)
I pulled down

many, many, many oorus
Nothing like Nama Bengaluru

Bangalore's the place I wanted to be
By God's grace, it was the place I was meant to be
Formerly known

Makes You Feel Good
Words and Music By: Justin Busch (justrbusch@yahoo.com)

V1:
You’ve been wearing that breakup like a raincoat
You can’t keep

pastor that I meet just wants to give me handshake
How I turned one unbeliever into my current fanbase

Like
Oh by the way
They owe me something from

womaniser, (ashawo) Original orgasm organiser, (okay)
The way I organise am,
She light one
I wipe am
She like am
I thank am
She call back
I japa, I japa,
It’s