stare Cause it doesn't even matter what clothes you're wearin' Hey, this is the house of rhythm, welcome everybody Hey this is the house of rhythm, we like to party Live tonight The house
huh, yeah I get em with the rhythm Twist em, spittin like exorcism A poets wisdom, give em vision, dialect Just listen, to productions Let it flush your system
the kick of the Xodus riff It goes a little something like this, check it out: 1-2-3 and a 3-2-1 Here comes the rhythm of the warrior's dun Shut out the
what) Pimp rhythms, pimp flows, Pimp men (Common: and pimp what) Pimp systems Got stores called big pimpin (Common: Where) Down South In Texas I ran the best ho house
(Underneath the veil) We write our own Cider House Rules To keep alive rituals that prove their worth Search for systems we can trust Rhythms we can
Public Enemy [Verse 1: Chuck D] GOD DAMN I state with my fist uplifted In a state where our freedom is severely twisted and abused, I'm used to rhythm
Pepa is ready to work it out So let the rhythm run, the rhythm run Now let the drums run, the drums run So let the rhythm run, the rhythm run Yo, Salt
two just a doin' a do Rockin' ya down cause ya know we could To the rhythm of the beat that makes ya freak Come alive girls get on your feet To the rhythm
it's about that time It's time to wild out, it's time to wild out Nigga is you out your mine? Comin' up in my house, runnin' up in my house I'm about
Yo! Eternal rhythms in your system so clear No negative take your isms stay cleared We keep it lovely, give you want you want hear No, you won't hear
introductions you know Who I am If you don't I couldn't really Give a damm! So just slide to the glide of the Rhyme in motion Or rock to the rhythm of
core of Epsu Bring forth the possibilities of solar energy into infinity Like a Nimbo; endless, trapped it, Kingu; A myth too ignorant Like the Sumerians Explorer of the solar system
fire like that bitch in the killer You know I'm iller, than the caviar, with these rhythms That's acquired to break down immune systems In any battle
disastrous sight a performance never again Performed on a mic, 'Lyrics of Fury' A fearified freestyle The "R" is in the house too much tension Make sure the system
' like a running rebel For the words are defined, cause we're on a higher level Cause I'm goin' out with Jack in my system Hustlers from the house, you
Alright coming up now another request This time from the boys down at Anna's Pizza Paradise A new arrangement of a great oldie in rhythm and blues In
, and buy the LP On Jive or RCA, cassettes and CD's Produced and arranged by the four-man crew And oh shit, Skeff Anselm, he gets props too Make sure you have a system with some phat house
