Luyện nghe bài hát The Rhythm Of Love

Im not tryna (ooh) be
Im not asking for a civil society,
That would just be too Ooh hoe hoe hoe
And I aint dropin just another
Wits say someones gotta start discourse
And if you wanna pass hey yeah yeah course
dont rest with Adam and Eve
Just leave the or youll be deceived
The mission today today, today is to for equality
In actuality that quality action quality action
Thats if you fancy a true
We gotta set the table and go full
I you wont dose oh no no no
Curiositys got you louse on my noise
Cause this time I whats stored in your heart
I must be hinting on
Compared to violence is just as crude
Dude I lie but I promised to set the mood
(set the mood, set the mood. Oh-oh)

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

When you see waters
Hey, yeah yeah na na
It could be that down underground
where the sound is fide
(Troubles winning an award for yeah yeah)
Couples in correlation promises but no action
Empty words smooth
like African Boys versus (yeah yeah)
love portrayed in purple blue stains
Shes in chains, but deceived
And she believes (oh) shes weak
Solitude scares her (scares her more)
And so she stays in
Making you and I (ooh na na na na) believe that those are of love
Dream on if you believe dream on (na na na na ooh on, dream on)

Talk about shackles, (fetters they be too)
wanna play (mould the clay)
See how we play our artistic on brothers
She cant find Mr.
No no no no no
But she knows 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 say nothing but give him the look on
And he will say nothing nothing -, but
With Dolce & Gabbana Versace, Gucci,
(Truworths if local),
on girls yeah, yeah, yeah ye ye ye the truth must be vocal

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

See I got for thought,
Im a word
Lord, let this soul spill some facts
Let me it, let me, let me, le me, le me, le me spill 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 game is lame lame,
but seeks his fame. Hes 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 jewellers on his arm
Been off since he nicked it off some tourist
It is big enough to charm,
no one notice na na na na na na ooh the batterys on strike

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

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

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

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

by: Christi Warner (2008) Afrochica Entertainment