Luyện nghe bài hát The Rhythm Of Love

Im not (ooh) be superstitious
Im not for a mystical civil society,
That would just be too Ooh hoe hoe hoe
And I aint dropin just clich
Wits say someones gotta this discourse
And if you wanna pass hey yeah this course
dont rest with Adam and Eve
Just leave the past or youll be
The mission today, today is to fight for equality
In actuality that quality action quality action
if you fancy a true connection
We set the table and go full course
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 must be on silence
Compared to Silence 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 rhythm of
The rhythm of

When you see quiet
Hey, yeah yeah na na
It be that deep down underground
where the is bona fide
(Troubles winning an award for destruction yeah)
in correlation making promises but no action
Empty words smooth
like African Boys (yeah yeah yeah)
Silent love in purple blue stains
Shes in chains, but shes
And she believes (oh) that weak
scares her more (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 dream on (na na na na ooh on, dream on)

Talk shackles, (fetters they be hidden 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 knows how to choose him right
Shes got the craft to him spot on
Her favourite game? (To put the puppet on)

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

If he aint got the loot, some 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 kleptomaniac
Lord, let this sister 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
make a game of traps
Penda hes game is lame lame, lame
but seeks his fame. Hes for clubbin,
Hes got his gear on. Stay clear
the plan is to dunk girls,
He made bills now
hes revolutionized Fellies for
Hes the in his own music video,
the jewellers asleep on his arm
Been off duty since he it off some tourist
It sure is big to charm,
no one notice na na na na na na ooh the batterys on strike

Ooh, hes not sad, check out his
going on platinum. to make
the go frozen
See how some be trappin you
hooked like a fly to a piece of stake
Oh, Shes going on a date She think its
And so shes late Hes gone out the
He aint coming back, his heart is
The game is on; hes got fool for lovin
another bun in the oven
Will she Whats 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 side of the coin,
Hey yeah yeah
Its fair
Come on girls, (the must be vocal) be vocal, be vocal
Hey yeah yeah
She got burnt, burnt,
she thought
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 word
A brainy act that knows to stop
Might just find on the
wrong of the sword
Lord, lord, save me save me! if this precision a riot,
a riot, a riot, a riot, Amen.

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

Written by: Warner (2008) Afrochica Entertainment