Harry Krum - Take the Rhythm lyrics

[Hook: DJ Dust] Take the rhythm [Verse 1] [ManCHILD] I like to keep her in my pocket when the fans watch But I'm the one to pull her pigtails when we play out in the sandbox And hands stop clapping when manCHILD's plans not to Rock upon the rhythm when he rocks you My shock values electrify and light your darkest secrets Ride the beat, I'll walk beside it on foot if that's the way I feel it And if that's the way I feel it, there's no chance that you'll convince me Off the beaten path of substance plus you left the rhythm empty [Freddie Bruno] I excel on spreadsheets to freak the journalistic Captivate the rhythm and ride with my linguistics Performing with the loops let the sentence bring drama Benihana avenger with the heart of shaman A title God sound, astound the freedom fighter I stay behind the scenes like medical underwriters Highlight a parable grammar fluorescent to see Split your brain up in sections as a lesson for three [Playdough] I state fact and playback to rate wack take back Rhythm like an Indian giver, deliver inside of this metronome Where poem hits doing splits Inside my spirit where my vocal transmits Rhythm's key so I'm setting her free, ninety degree Pushing clockwise, keeping it quantized and off-wise Over the beat we meet in deepspace Place rhythm in the palm of my hand as contraband [Listener] Now, we are rappers rhyming rap-style rhymes With our DJ's tracking beats to crack spines With some blatant accusations pointed straight for your crew Then you stutter to defend you are real, oh are you? [Hook] [Verse 2] [Playdough] Hey there rhythm, it's me again, tell me, how you been? I guess the middleman could be this pen I use to talk to and walk through they chalk you Traced around your silhouette cause how ill it get But watch the intellect resurrect, check God's purpose Give me a hat confirming that you truly heard this Yeah, there you go, I show improve just to move Make the rocky path smooth while I'm taking back the groove [ManCHILD] Yo, yeah, yeah, yeah admittedly I'm jaded But please don't blame it on my freestyle or my content or my cadence Or my blatant disregard of the rhythm slash the drum sound It's just the fact that I got a lot to say and it can't be dumbed down I told you that I'm unsound, so deep I make the young drown Dumbfound with one noun with Fred B and Harry Krum now Unbound, I stand at the foot of the cross they intersected Yo, I'll take the rhythm any way that I can get it [Freddie Bruno] I bring the PowerPoint while your Microsoft attempts Are just some weak demonstrations that are over the fence Your train of thought dissipates like smoke from incense I'm doing wind sprints, using my voice as testamints With the golden folklore onlookers would hope for Prolific, Ziontific phonetic composer Revise your whole score, write it out on dirt floor Put the rhythm in my soul til it secretes my pore [Sintax] I've got a crown of white wisdom hidden below my ballcap I'm pencil fight fencing just to take the rhythm back But if emceeing is believing then Sintax just left you doubtless Syncopated the rhythm to the pulse of God's verse [Sev Statik] And I'll take the reflection of music and use it to inspire men Comply with the laws of physics and send this written around the globe For those beings who live to be free No holds barred, transform the sun, moon and stars [Hook] [Verse 3] [Freddie Bruno] Letters walk parallel with tracks and spit on On the threshold of stress, push through with stiff arm Maneuver the pen in slow motion on the canvas Your raps ain't fat, the populous is still famished [Playdough] I'm hearing pleas from the treetops present in the beatbox Sober like a detox room I come to consume the volume take the rhythm as boon Odiferous with the fume in full bloom, I a**ume [ManCHILD] Tie a ribbon around the rhythm; earmark it for the future MC's lost their motivation like house pets are spayed and neutered Play the tutor, make the most, stay the course, make decisions Wake the sleeping, take a chance, shake the world, take the rhythm [Sev Statik] Many words of faith placed inside blew my prison bars Divine intervention to easily discard Fake knuckas perpetrating on wax, CD's, and tapes So I take the rhythm to a new place and mold a new shape [Hook]