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 aint dropin another clich
Wits say someones gotta start this
And if you pass hey yeah yeah this course
Facts dont rest with and Eve
Just leave the past or youll be
The today today, today is to fight for equality
In actuality that means action quality action
Thats if you fancy a 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 I spit whats stored in your heart
I be hinting on silence
Compared to violence Silence is as crude
Dude I could lie but I to set the mood
(set the mood, set the mood. Oh-oh)

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

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

Talk about shackles, (fetters be hidden too)
wanna play (mould the clay)
See how we play our flavour on brothers
She cant 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 puppet on)

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

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

See I got for thought,
Im a kleptomaniac
Lord, let this soul sister spill 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 ooh, ooh, na na and papers
make life a game of
Penda hes game is lame lame, lame
but his fame. Hes ready for clubbin,
Hes got his gear on. clear cause
the plan is to some girls,
He some bills now
hes revolutionized for Timbos
Hes the star in his own video,
Jacob the asleep on his arm
Been off since he nicked 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 girls go
See how some be trappin you
Youre hooked like a fly to a piece of
Oh, going on a date 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 fool for
another bun in the oven
Will she sue? the use,
he aint got no money
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 truth be vocal) be vocal, be vocal
Hey yeah yeah
She got burnt, burnt,
Cause she
she get this fake millionaire trapped trapped, trapped
But he got no money, honey
She had no clue and shes so

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

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

Written by: Christi Warner (2008) Entertainment