Ride the Rhythm

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Here's a prognotion, stop the commotion, I'll have my dose in We cruisin', the beat and bruisin', you need coaxin' Fluid as I do it, the motion is similar to the ocean Bringin' waves of emotion This feelin', that I'm dealin', is so appealin' It's shockin', look how I got you rockin' and reelin' My ripple and rhythm is reminicent of a river when it's pourin' The King is reignin', I'm pourin' This music, yeah he can use it, but don't abuse it Move it, you said you were a dancer, prove it I was full of powerful percussion get you rushin' on line When it's 45 King time Master of the Game, marks his fame, Mark's his name The 45 King is the self same Man who made the music that matched with the lesson When I said "Court is in Session" Feel it, ride the rhythm [Verse 2] Rhythms, I can get paid just for ridin' 'em Suckers seem to be afraid cause I'm slidin' 'em Ridin' 'em, cold dividin' 'em when I cut 'em up Hit 'em with speed, they don't know who, why, when, where, what Word is weird when your song is wrong On the strength, I go the length, 'cause I'm long and strong Freedom of choice lets me greet 'em with a forceful voice So they know, I ain't no oreo I'm solid, all the way through, what's up with you? My cup runneth over, here's a drop or two Rob is a roller, a writer, a schooler And when it comes to gold then I'm a jewler Feel it, ride the rhythm [Verse 3] My rhyme collection's under protection so now I'm flexin' We rulin', that's how we coolin', and how we plexin' What'll we do next, you'll probably never guess Flavor Unit MC's are the cleverest I'm sleek, think on my feet, rock to a beat In my brain, I'm not insane, and never weak When you're ready to rock to raw rhythms, reach for my record This I perfected, and you can check it Listen, I'm in position, to start dissin' Instead I use my head to stay fed Never starvin' Masterchargin' past the margin Whatever price you paid, it was a bargain Freedom is priceless, knowledge is twice that That goes for everybody, Latin, white, black Depends on who you are and how you livin' But in the meantime, just ride the rhythm [Verse 4] Muscleheads on a mission cold be wishin' they been flippin' This passion, I'm not askin', I'm just whippin' I'm real, and I'm the deal, now how you feel? You beg, borrow, or steal, you got appeal Step off, get lost, or get tossed Like a salad, your rhyme has no value An invalid waste of breath, a taste of death is all that's left When I get these rhymes off my chest Indeed, I have exceeded, what you expected You know that I'm dope, but can you accept it? There's no doubt about the clout that I rap To make sure everything turns out Perfect, as close as we can work it, to perfection Fly girls, they give me an erection Plexin', somethin' that I do with the Flavor U By the way, that's my family, too Feel it, ride the rhythm