The Rhythm

Lyrics

[Intro] Ladies and gentlemen The Kit-Kat Club is proud to present Something new, something different So would you please give a warm welcome to The Rhythm [Verse 1] Well I came here for something funky to happen Is this Christmas 'cause everybody's rappin You better get sparked by the song that I sing Although my name ain't Martin Luther But I'm considered the king Yo, my beats pumped by the mic I clamp I don't need an amplifier, my brain is the amp I got the beats to make you tingle Make your body mingle Like you got the fever for the flavor of a Pringle Weak I say not so I'm just like Picasso, a pioneer, I am here Ask me how I got so fly Any sense that I can give 'em A New Beginning Stevie-o And my dope rhythm I sent the Lord master give a mental harm My sole chief belief is that Islam My beats pumped, so let it grab ya I got a trick but my name ain't Ali-Baba So open Sesame, never heard the best of me Betcha all the people in the place is wack now let's see It's a New Beginning, my name Kwame And if you didn't know I could tell you that I'm a Mellow cool brotha, slicker than oil Rap get so hot it makes the spit boil The Rhythm [Verse 2] Not the average rapper, the K is more Rhymes like the thunderbolts of the mighty Thor Be goin' wit' yourself 'cause I can conquer boy I break MCs like a Tonka toy Smooth, suave, savoir-faire, debonair Come in the party yeah I see you stop and stare To hear the man to only have yo hand shook You dress GQ to me you got The Jordache Look Cause I'm the mystical rap is polyphystical Ask about Kwame, hey say he is a cool fella He's always mellow, he's neva high-stung spark When the mic is near him It clever I run smooth like Moet Recite just like a poet Ain't my slam oh yeah I know it Cause when I'm on the mic while boys say oh golly Slick on my tip like the hip on Polygrip I go cameo be on the Grammy show I be sleek as a sheik I'll freak any ho In the pantyhose pumping clothes Yo my rhymes slam well I suppose 'cause I'm might meander Hmm... throw a shenanigan To write a fresh rhyme you know I can again 'Cause I destroy bust 'em like a haemorrhoid Strong like a steroid avoid the Noid The Rhythm [Verse 3] The black can take a rap the M-A-X And as I step in the party that's when they ask For me to get on strong no fear like a gladiator Turn on steam up MCs like a radiator Play 'em all out executioner style Speak my peace just release refusing to smile This is serious though I rap a little humour But still MCs I hear assume I could never Bust a fat rap twice and at that price On any mic you gave me I got nice I push a pull up a sit up get up I'm fed up Shut ya lip up and let's go head up Poisonous as venom no mistakes in 'em Gucci on silk you got Vasco in denim No, my name ain't Taco, Emilio or Paco but Kwame, boy And I got yo chick on the side 'cause she sweatin' my tip Gave a peck on the neck just to wetting my lip I don't drop my pants for no Raggedy Anns Just to pass up a chance on a kids romance I should have blown this mic Like I said I might Got the force of 20 men like a Jedi knight And it's kinda hard for me not to do it slow So, I gotta go The Rhythm