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Slipping finally from my
Psyche til' I find me psycho for a sight of cypress
Sounds of silence signed by hills with sixty-four bikers, bind with

Got no money so I got nothing to talk about
What you want from me?
Give em vibes and let em get down
Dreaming up melodies
That fit the beat it's

Lyrically savage, Madeleine mcannage
Got more bars than layers on a cabbage
Squose 20 cars in a 10 car garage
Got a big package, call me the mammoth
I can see

working
Bottom of the club and spot with the girls, crap, I got this shit working

It's a show and they snapping
She got a door, so she twerking
Everybody's

to count pon me
Dope flow like I keep a couple ounce pon me
Run the league till them run fatigue
Ready or not, jump pon any rhythm
Like a game of hopscotch

the whole thing glow
Hit you with the rhythm that
Make your body move slow
Rhymes we throw like hardcore
Knees and elbows
Is it gonna make a man I really

the fuck up
You is a hoe
Damn bitch you on bankroll
In the gym working on her free throw
She missed everyone like a hoe
She got no rhythm no flow
Damn girl i

Good evening, Mr. Time
How may I be of assistance
Adjusting funk levels to 300%
Please note - this is above the legal exposure limit set by

travel to a region unbeknownst to reason
A place where you can unravel your true self
This is the weekend and I am blinded by the lights
We are heathens,

and the answer is neither
And Going to church without serving in ministry
When you got the time and you know your able
You know that your wrong cuz I bet in your

the rhythm in the innuendos
And nobody bobbin nobody head noddin
But that's probably because I really been wilding
I mean I damn sure been stock piling
I mean

Justin, Johnny, Naomi, Seann, Kieran
Man, am I finished? Nope, damn it I still got Uma, Josh, Jason
Stephen and Jimmy, Greg, Bob and the other ones, fuck,

can't control it
Just let the music take you
Ladies and gentlemen
You just got done listening to shake, by El Rojo aka R3D
One of the best rappers in

pricy the bobs was dirt cheap
I put Izzy on the map I know thats a bold statement
But quick let me give you an explanatiion
When I was 14 I ended up in

than your video
Fuck a sadiddy ho
This that rap city flow, hit Flex
Let the city know, shit
By time you hear this
A nigga will be up on Arsenio
And I got

I'm rad like Jack Dempsy

Trigger and listen 'em in, I hit him with venom and did him in
And again let a man by the bay hit him with rhythm Vitamin

everyone movin' but you
Yeah, I think I found me a muse
She been my rhythm and blues
She know my interviews
She makin' me dinner, too
Nights by myself with

have ever thought it would shape up this way 

under the twilight I sit up and type write 
the rhythm of my life forget what you might like 
I simply do

mean more than the world to me
You are the rhythm that keeps me going
Keeps me going
You are my happiness, and that I can't deny
I just wanna say I'm so

you by surprise
Harder than decisions that I had to make when I
Chose my intuition over all the criticism gotta execute the vision with precision
Block

a celebration, the sweetest kind
ch, we live it
Hands to sky
I rock the mic
I got the might
Enlighten your mind
Midas touch
Golden rays
I long for days
Where we

use a rubber
So I massage that clit
As I rawdog like no other

I swear it's a 
Lot like hypnotism
Cause I got a tranced feelin
When my dick's within em

Rolling over in the morning light
Thinking of you laying by my side
Keep forgetting I'm away from home
In another hotel on my own

Curse

you and I can fly
In this moment together, we'll light up the sky

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Feel the rhythm