Luyện nghe bài hát The Rhythm Of Love

Im not (ooh) be superstitious
Im not asking for a mystical society,
That just be too Ooh hoe hoe hoe factitious
And I dropin just another clich
Wits say someones gotta start this
And if you wanna pass hey yeah this course
dont rest with Adam and Eve
Just the past or youll be deceived
The mission today, today is to fight for equality
In actuality that quality action quality action
Thats if you a true connection
We gotta set the table and go course
I you wont dose oh no no no
Curiositys got you going on my noise
Cause time I spit whats stored in your heart
I must be on silence
to violence Silence is just as crude
Dude I could lie but I promised to set the
(set the mood, set the mood. Oh-oh)

On the rhythm of
The rhythm of
The rhythm of
The rhythm of

you see quiet waters
Hey, yeah yeah na na
It could be that deep underground
where the sound is bona
(Troubles winning an award for destruction yeah)
Couples in correlation making promises but no
Empty sounding smooth
like Boys versus (yeah yeah yeah)
Silent love portrayed in blue stains
Shes in chains, but deceived
And she believes (oh) that shes
Solitude scares her (scares her more)
And so she stays in
you and I (ooh na na na na) believe that those are jewels of love
Dream on if you believe on (na na na na ooh dream on, dream on)

about shackles, (fetters they be hidden too)
Sisters wanna (mould the clay)
See how we our artistic flavour on brothers
She find Mr. Right
No no no no no
But she sure how to choose him right
Shes got the craft to him spot on
Her favourite game? (To put the show on)

And if he doesnt wanna
She wont say nothing but give him the on
And he will say nothing -, but repent
With Dolce & maybe Versace, Gucci,
(Truworths if local),
come on girls yeah, yeah, ye ye ye the truth must be vocal

If he got the loot, some chocolate will do
And when shes and loud,
Hell have to leave or deceive this boat na na na na na

See I got for thought,
Im a kleptomaniac
Lord, let this soul spill some facts
Let me spill it, let me, let me, le me, le me, le me it

The rhythm, the rhythm, the of love
The of love
Name ooh, ooh, na na and papers
life a game of traps
Penda knows hes is lame lame, lame
but his fame. Hes ready for clubbin,
Hes got his on. Stay clear cause
the is to dunk some girls,
He made some now
hes revolutionized for Timbos
Hes the star in his own video,
Jacob the asleep on his arm
Been off duty since he nicked it off tourist
It is big enough to charm,
no one will notice na na na na na na ooh the on strike

Ooh, hes not sad, check out his
going on platinum. to make
the girls go
See how some be trappin you
Youre hooked like a fly to a of stake
Oh, Shes going on a She think its fate
And so shes Hes gone out the gate
He aint coming back, his heart is
The game is on; hes got another for lovin
Maybe another bun in the
she sue? Whats the use,
he got no money honey
ooh, na na na na na na
She had no clue. And so blue.
Oh, now shes

Show the other of the coin,
Hey yeah yeah
Its fair
Come on girls, (the truth must be vocal) be vocal, be
Hey yeah yeah
She got burnt, burnt,
Cause she
she could get this fake millionaire trapped, trapped
But he aint got no money,
She had no clue and shes so

See I got for thought,
Im a word
A brainy act that knows when to
just find myself on the
wrong side of the
Lord, lord, save me save me! if this causes a riot,
a riot, a riot, a riot, Amen.

Rhythm of, of, love
of, rhythm of, love
You it,
You know this
You it

Written by: Christi Warner (2008) Entertainment