Luyện nghe bài hát The Rhythm Of Love

Im not tryna (ooh) be
Im not asking for a civil society,
That would be too Ooh hoe hoe hoe factitious
And I aint just another clich
Wits say someones gotta start discourse
And if you wanna pass hey yeah yeah this
Facts rest with Adam and Eve
Just leave the or youll be deceived
The mission today today, today is to fight for
In actuality that means action quality action
Thats if you a true connection
We set the table and go full course
I promise you wont oh no no no
Curiositys got you going louse on my
Cause this time I spit stored in your heart
I must be on silence
Compared to violence Silence is 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 of love
The of love
The of love

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

Talk shackles, (fetters they be hidden too)
wanna play (mould the clay)
See how we play our flavour on brothers
She find Mr. Right
No no no no no
But she sure knows how to 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
Dolce & Gabbana maybe Versace, Gucci,
(Truworths if local),
come on girls yeah, yeah, yeah ye ye ye the truth must be

If he got the loot, some chocolate will do
And shes 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 sister 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
Name brands ooh, ooh, na na and
make life a of traps
knows hes game is lame lame, lame
but seeks his fame. Hes for clubbin,
Hes got his gear on. clear cause
the is to dunk some girls,
He made bills now
hes Fellies for Timbos
Hes the in his own music video,
the jewellers asleep on his arm
Been off since he nicked it off some tourist
It is big enough to charm,
no one will notice na na na na na na ooh the batterys on

Ooh, hes not sad, out his mouths
going on platinum. Enough to
the girls go
See how some brothers be you
Youre hooked a fly to a piece of stake
Oh, going on a date She think its fate
And so shes late Hes out the gate
He aint back, his heart is black
The game is on; hes got another fool for
Maybe bun in the oven
she sue? Whats the use,
he aint got no 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,
Cause she
she could get this fake millionaire trapped trapped,
But he aint got no money,
She had no clue and so blue

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

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

Written by: Christi (2008) Afrochica Entertainment