Make the Music 2000

Ladies and gentlemen we got TJ Swan in the house tonight Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen Ladies and gentlemen we got Rahzel in the house tonight Please enter your password It's the human sound wave straight out your comic book Sound effects blazin' through your rhymin' book Just imagine all the time it took For me to master this the art of noise is hazardous Imagine this, every sound from my lips At my fingertips I levitate the audience So ask Brooks and Dres who's got the effects More Dogg than Mardi Gras, rugged like Goretex Reach out and touch your whole crew like Nine-X Sprint for the stage cause MC Onyx Flip more connects than your Internet Rhymes is on time, I'm always on-line Pump this in your Lex coupe, Benz, or Pathfind Reverse the third verse nigga, then press rewind Make the music with your mouth Make the music with your mouth Make the music with your mouth You make the music with your mouth The music with your mouth Yeah yeah, I'm takin' the world by storm when I perform Arm arm, leg-a leg-a head, watch me transform Decepticons! Rainin' on your college ass, this goes on I'm animated, never dormant, so change the format What I'm strong at mortal kombat, so Cheech and Chong that Hey, brother damn you Hey, seems you're pretty good with your kung fu Now where's my Yong Fu at, my glass of cognac? Digital readout with a comsat, but I'm not that [Incomprehensible] Let's track back, slick wanna eat that, you want my feedback? Now let's delete that Now repeat that, I'm takin' the streets back like I'm sweep back Think you could beat that? I'm bringin' the heat back on the street track Marley Marl bring the beat back Make the music with your mouth Make the music with your mouth Make the music with your mouth You make the music with your mouth The music with your mouth Rahzel, call me Optimus Prime Third verse, eight bars, ain't no stoppin' this rhyme I did this years ago, I guess I'm ahead of my time Computerized, that's my mental design Prince Short of Euclid I'm runnin' through clicks with a few tricks An acoustics, John Woo flicks on some new shit Hey, all I wanted was some rice cakes Rahzel sound wave controllin' your whole prostate Make the music with your mouth Make the music with your mouth Make the music with your mouth You make the music with your mouth Make the music, make the music, with your mouth Make the music, make the music, with your mouth Make the music, make the music, make the music with your mouth Make the music, make the music, make the music with your mouth