The Rhythm

Ladies and gentlemen The Kit-Kat Club is proud to present Something new, something different So would you please give a warm welcome for The Rhythm Well I came here for somethin' funky to happen Is this Christmas? 'Cause everybody's rappin' Prepare to get sparked by the song that I sing No my name ain't Martin Luther, but I'm considered the king Yo, my beats pump by the mic I clamp I don't need an amplifier, my brain is the amp I got the beats to make you tingle, makes 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, and this answer I can give 'em A New Beginning, Stevie-O, and my dope rhythm I felt the Lord master give a mental harm My sole chief belief is that of Islam My beats pump, so let it grab ya I got a trick, but my name ain't Ali-Baba So open Sesame, neva' heard the best of me Bet'cha all the people in the place that betted, the rest'll see There is 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 Not the average rapper, the K is more Rhymes like the thunderbolts of the mighty Thor Be gone wit' yourself, 'cause I can conquer boy I break emcees, like a Tonka toy Smooth, suave, savoir faire, debonair Come in the party, yeah I seen you stop and stare To hear the man, who only had Yo' hand shook, you dress GQ, to me you got The Jordache Look 'Cause I'm the mystical, that's partly physical Asked about Kwame, hey, they say he is A cool fella, he's always mellow, he's neva high-strung Spark, when the mic is near him, it's cleva I run Smooth like Moet, recite just like a poet Ain't my rhymes slam? Oh man I know it 'Cause when I'm on the mic wild boys say oh golly Slip, on my tip, like the hip on Polygrip I go cameo, be on the Grammy show I be as sleek as a sheik, I'll freak any hoe In the panty hose, pumpin' clothes Yo my rhymes slam? Well I suppose 'cause I'm might meander, mmm, throw a shenanigan To say a fresh rhyme, yo, you know I can again 'Cause I destroy, bust 'em like a hemorrhoid Strong like a steroid, avoid the Noid The Rhythm 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 piece, just release, refusing to smile This is serious, though I rap a little humor But still, emcees, I hear, assume I Could never bust a fat rap twice, but at that price On any mic you gave me, I got nice I push up, pull up, 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 on denim No my name ain't Taco, Emilio, or Paco I'm Kwame boy, and I got yo' Chick on the side, 'cause she sweatin' my tip Gave a peck, on the neck, just to wetten my lip I don't drop my pants, for no Raggedy Anns Just to pass up a chance, on a kid's romance Now should I blow 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