The Polish Amba**ador - Let the Rhythm Just ft. Mr. Lif & Ayla Nereo lyrics

Let the rhythm Let the let the rhythm just Let the rhythm the rhythm Let the rhythm just Let the rhythm Let the let the rhythm just Let the rhythm Let the rhythm Polish amba**ador Mr. Lif Ride with us on this journey real swift Let the rhythm just Are you ready? [Spoken Outro] Yes! Let us start this quest Let me say first of all that I feel blessed Just waking up every day is a prize Feeling all the love before I open my eyes It wasn't always like this Strife is... A conduit to make us feel lifeless.. So lost in the adds, fads, drags us down To a lower level where we can't be found But in this underground we forge our own paths The sun still shines And yes we do laugh Yes, we don't need those things you wanna sell us Fulfilled from within despite what you tell us Rebellious is the spirit that flies.. So ethereal that earth becomes skies... I've gotta say with no further adieu We're happy to be here with you (echo) [Chorus: Ayla Nereo] So you can hold all of the folds of all these parts that become sore When waves crash shorelines to this heart, and beat by beat taken apart... So you can hold all of the folds of all these parts that become sore When waves crash shorelines to this heart, and beat by beat taken apart... So you can hold all of the folds of all these parts that become sore When waves crash shorelines to this heart, and beat by beat taken apart... So you can hold all of the folds of all these parts that become sore When waves crash shorelines to this heart, and beat by beat taken apart... [Verse 2: Mr. Lif] It's just another harsh case of cannibalism Oops, I really meant to say capitalism... After the rhythm dies down... Will it revitalize your soul when you remember the sound? If not, you're listening to audio garbage sh**ty as can be R.I.P No homage We hit the lab, and we're hoping to accomplish Jams that'll lead you to the land that's promised Honest Raw sentiments project You see us at the set And we instantly connect Cause we've been thinking bout y'all for days So here's a little something for us modern day slaves... No companies, no filters, no residue Just the impact of this vibe we're sending you I've gotta say with no further adieu We're happy to be here with you (echo) [Chorus: Ayla Nereo] So you can hold all of the folds of all these parts that become sore When waves crash shorelines to this heart, and beat by beat taken apart... So you can hold all of the folds of all these parts that become sore When waves crash shorelines to this heart, and beat by beat taken apart... So you can hold all of the folds of all these parts that become sore When waves crash shorelines to this heart, and beat by beat taken apart... So you can hold all of the folds of all these parts that become sore When waves crash shorelines to this heart, and beat by beat taken apart... [Verse 3: Mr. Lif] "Why" A usual way we start questions "How" we advance through life and learn lessons Suggestions are made and then explored I'm positive Whatever's negative gets ignored We're on a mission Can you see that? I float a theory through the air, now can you breathe that? If you inhale Then you embark up on a tale Don't grieve over things you leave Just set sail There's no fail There is only success If you learn from mistakes you've made, and progress Maybe it's best that we halt this discussion Sit back and just bathe in percussion Let the rhythm just carry us away As we twirl through the atmosphere And just sway I've gotta say with no further adieu We're happy to be here with you (echo) [Chorus: Ayla Nereo] So you can hold all of the folds of all these parts that become sore When waves crash shorelines to this heart, and beat by beat taken apart... So you can hold all of the folds of all these parts that become sore When waves crash shorelines to this heart, and beat by beat taken apart... So you can hold all of the folds of all these parts that become sore When waves crash shorelines to this heart, and beat by beat taken apart... So you can hold all of the folds of all these parts that become sore When waves crash shorelines to this heart, and beat by beat taken apart...