Raashan Ahmad - Alright lyrics

[Sung sample:] Alright… yeah, yeah… (repeats) [Raashan Ahmad:] ([Thes One:] One!) Time for the rhyme (Two!), time for the beats (Three!) For to circle starters (Four!), for the heartbeats (What?) Feeding concrete heat, make the tempo for me I'm like a mini-metronome, dome, zone, and see The melody, free-thinker, non-ether rhythm Hidden within women and men, beautiful blend Send sound, get down, found rhythm all around In the breath of pa**er-bys when leaves hit the ground In the limp or your strut, it keeps keepin' on Like the birth of the dawn, children, or the Fonz It's the rhythm, y'all, drum sounds rising to the top Lost love, or your rock, pop, even hip hop The stage got many searching for fortune and fame But lacking basic rhythm, that's the name of the game Aim high before you fly, but before you begin Imagine happenin' without the rhythm Imagine clappin' without the rhythm Imagine rhymin' without the rhythm Imagine climbin' without the rhythm Without the rhythm, without the rhythm [Thes One:] My people were born with it, so blessed, gifted Remember where it came from, and not Limp Bizkit The Internet, or a jet set gigolo Collecting the promo on the down low I sound so funky ‘cause my poppa was My rhythm like a hammer since proper words To say ‘em or play ‘em on tracks, let your backbone slide Doing the Robocop, rollin' to a stop, sippin' a Rolling Rock Opt to rock with The-S beat, fresh and complete A 94 BPM heart that beats Living rhythm, gettin' the kids out their seat In ‘em, in it, the infinite truth of the whole Things move in loops to the Funky Four soul And for the record, my rap, the bell tolls Freein' the souls of ancestors, we made it this far Nevertheless, The-S representing the West Coast And still love the hot bu*ter on my breakfast toast ([Raashan Ahmad:] Still love the hot bu*ter on my breakfast toast! [Thes One:] Still love the hot bu*ter on my breakfast toast! [Sung sample:] Alright… yeah, yeah… (repeats) ([Thes One:] Say what? Say what? [Raashan Ahmad:] Say what? [Thes One:] Still love the hot bu*ter on my breakfast toast! [Raashan Ahmad:] Alright. Say what? Say what? [Thes One:] Still love the hot bu*ter on my breakfast toast!) [Thes One:] Well, alright… [Raashan Ahmad:] Alright [Thes One:] Hey, hey… [Raashan Ahmad:] Say what? [Thes One:] Bringin' it back in the day to the break of the daylight Rhythm making the beat, we write so tight Like old Underoos, crews move to the right [Raashan Ahmad:] Left rhythm, blessed fresh, rudiment, rap practice Catch this movement, bro, go with the rhyme Time intertwined, bliss, back and forth, source camp With my eyes on the prize, De La the plus amp [Thes One:] To the beat, y'all [Raashan Ahmad:] Beat, y'all! [Thes One:] A-yes yes, y'all [Raashan Ahmad:] Yes, y'all! [Thes One:] Raashan Ahmad and Thes One'll rock fresh, y'all [Raashan Ahmad:] Fresh, y'all! [Thes One:] A pair of medics with that medical portocall Bringing the hip hop up from the toe-tap [Raashan Ahmad:] And I'm from SoCal, and I'm so fresh That I could write a fly rhyme to come off the chest… ay-yo, Thes One! [Thes One:] Bonafide mics, let's bless some… [Raashan Ahmad:] We gonna keep it, keep it going ‘til the five come! (Whoop whoop!) [Thes One:] And bust up the club while your rub-a-dub freaks Sneakin' in bottles, talking to a dude named Carlos Tomorrow's another day, so party tonight I wanna see the ladies dancing and nobody fight [Raashan Ahmad:] The scene's tight High pros move through the crowd Seein' what it's all about that make the ba** kick [Thes One:] It makes this head crack [Raashan Ahmad:] People moving their back [Thes One:] It's just like this, brotha! [Raashan Ahmad:] Naw, it's just like that! [Sung sample:] Alright… yeah, yeah… (repeats) [Thes One:] Say what? Yeah, uh huh… [Raashan Ahmad:] Ah ha ha! [Thes One:] A-Los Angeles… [Raashan Ahmad:] It's so real, what? [Thes One:] Hold line, y'all, West Coast… Raashan Ahmad… [Raashan Ahmad:] Say what? That's right… uh huh? [Thes One:] One time… [Raashan Ahmad:] What? A circle started…