Chill Rob G - Ride The Rhythm lyrics

Here's a prognotion, stop the commotion, I'll have my dose in We cruising, the beat and bruising, you need coaxing Fluid as I do it, the motion is similar to the ocean Bringing waves of emotion This feeling, that I'm dealing, is so appealing It's shocking, look how I got you rocking and reeling My ripple and rhythm is reminicent of a river when it's pouring The King is reigning, I'm pouring 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 rushing 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 Rhythms, I can get paid just for riding 'em s**ers seem to be afraid cause I'm sliding 'em Riding 'em, cold dividing '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 j**ler Feel it, ride the rhythm My rhyme collection's under protection so now I'm flexing We ruling, that's how we cooling, and how we plexing 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 read to rock to raw rhythms, reach for my record This I perfected, and you can check it Listen, I'm in position, to start dissing Instead I use my head to stay fed Never starving Mastercharging 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 living But in the meantime, just ride the rhythm Muscleheads on a mission cold be wishing they be flipping This pa**ion, I'm not asking, I'm just whipping I'm real, and I'm the deal, so how you feel? You beg, borrow, or steal, you got appeal Step off, get lost, or get tossed Like a salad, your rhymes has no value An invalid waste of breath, a taste of d**h 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 Plexing, something that I do with the Flavor U By the way, that's my family, too Feel it, ride the rhythm