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awol one - rhythm lyrics

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(intro)
but you can’t beat the beat
but you can’t beat the beat

(verse)
you’re a stupid sucker never done sh-t from me
get in the car and i’m a drive till i’m outta gas
slow or fast, can’t put me down no more
i’m a mother f-cking creature of the wind
you can’t touch me, you can’t touch this!
kiss my wing, kiss my knuckle, neva!
scoop up chicks at the shows and take ’em
home and blow, money to spend
dream the impossible dreams, bloodstreams
seems as bulimic throw up throw up
tore up the floor up, floor up
smoking in the bathroom, gettin’ kicked outta school
car like a trap of your screwy little varmint
i’m a family walking through the district of garments
downtown los angeles, the gates of heaven

(hook)
all the people, they just wanna have fun
stupid suckers are so f-ckin’ temporary
me and my crew, we’re walking down the street
but you can’t beat the beat, the beat, the beat, the beat

(verse)
you put the tape in and turn the music up
you hold on one of ’em and stick your finger up
when i was a kid i never had any friends
was always the one start making some money
pen and paper, two pair gellin’
in my diapers reekin’, days old
never too cool to take a request
mom’s alright to get sh-t off my chest
music started in ’74, standing too close but
i’m worlds away
touch the mic, it’ll burn your fingers
but i’m down instead of slingers
old and rusty, still brand new
always coming thru with the shape shifter crew
girls they just wanna have fun with someone
and find a man to support their kids

(hook)
people just wanna have fun
all you suckers are so f-ckin’ temporary
me and my crew walking down the street
you can’t beat the beat, the beat, the beat, the beat
the beat, the beat, the beat, the beat

(verse)
oh, how i hate that stupid look in yo eyes
like you already know, but you pretend to be surprised
the way you go on, i don’t know where to start
the only sound that i hear is the beating of my heart
what keeps me going is i love the way she does me
i’m the waying child of the man on the mic
day outta nowhere, i’ll fade away
they try to understand me, but they don’t care
put up your ones, people say practice makes perfect
not worth it now
throw a bottle on the ground to make it sound, world renowned

(bridge)
rhythm to the rhythmless, uhum
shame to the shameless, uhum
money to the moneyless, uhum
and names to the nameless, uhum

(hook)
people, they just wanna have fun
but all you suckers are so f-ckin’ temporary
me and my crew walking down the street
but you can’t beat the beat, the beat, the beat, the beat



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