This is a song about "Rhythm and feels"

And the rhythm itself just keeps getting slower and slower.

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Cause after all the lights and screams

With the rhythm and beats

Suck it up, and hit like the rhythm flows through mc terra

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

He feels bare and defenseless, no hair and senseless, if only there were a way to stop this

Thats what i wanted, you to get pissed, single targets out when i intend to diss.

Alternative to, we love the rhythm and blues

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

But still feels hated and deflated

Wanna stunt shit, all that new designer shit

Buried em in the mulch and mildew and he will do what he feels

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

It was about the rhythm, personality, and your flow that made you rose//