Luyện nghe bài hát The Rhythm Of Love

Im not tryna (ooh) be
Im not asking for a civil society,
That just be too Ooh hoe hoe hoe factitious
And I aint dropin just clich
Wits say gotta start this discourse
And if you wanna pass hey yeah yeah this
Facts dont rest with and Eve
Just the past or youll be deceived
The mission today, today is to fight for equality
In actuality means quality action quality action
Thats if you fancy a true
We gotta set the table and go full
I promise you wont oh no no no
got you going louse on my noise
Cause time I spit whats stored in your heart
I be hinting on silence
Compared to violence Silence is just as
Dude I could lie but I promised to set the
(set the mood, set the mood. Oh-oh)

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

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

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

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

If he aint got the loot, some will do
And when stout 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 rhythm of
The rhythm of
brands ooh, ooh, na na and papers
make life a game of
Penda knows hes is lame lame, lame
but seeks his fame. Hes for clubbin,
Hes got his on. Stay clear cause
the is to dunk some girls,
He made bills now
hes revolutionized Fellies for
Hes the star in his own video,
Jacob the jewellers on his arm
Been off since he nicked it off some tourist
It is big enough to charm,
no one will na na na na na na ooh the batterys on strike

Ooh, hes not sad, out his mouths
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 date She its fate
And so shes late Hes gone out the
He aint coming back, his heart is
The game is on; hes got fool for lovin
Maybe bun in the oven
she sue? Whats the use,
he aint got no money
ooh, na na na na na na
She had no clue. And so blue.
Oh, now blue

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

See I got for thought,
Im a kleptomaniac
A brainy act that knows when to
Might find myself on the
side of the sword
Lord, lord, save me save me! if this precision a riot,
a riot, a riot, a riot, Amen.

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

Written by: Christi Warner (2008) Entertainment