RHYTHM RULES THE WORLD (RRTW) Lyrics

Rhythm rules the world will make your hips shake

That's why the pretty women love my mixtape mixtape

Rhythm rules the world will make your hips shake

That's why the pretty women love my mixta- mixta- mix

Since I was a young'un had to intercept my ego

Always knew id have a bitch badder than a Shego

We go together,

Better than ever

Like bread and Nutella

Peanut butter and jam

I ain't ever had a doubt that I'm the number one man

The man with a plan

The man with a dream,

I'm a killing machine

One hell of a team

We underneath the streets like them brothers in green

The green, it'll knock you out your shell

A corporation take your P's and sell it off to hell

Oh well

A suits still a poison if you end up dead

Don't matter if you sell stocks or move some Zeds

It'll leave you red and dead n no room for redemption

Still want get high how's that heaven for ascension

Clout clouds the mind man that nine's too tempting

Fuck doing time I don't need to serve a sentence

Tryna live outside I'm not living in a mention

Wanna live in a mansion,

Put some diamonds on my chain and keep them shits steady dancing

Niggas they be prancing

That's why we had to dent him

Had a cool watch its on my wrist like ben 10

He didn't wanna give it up that's why we had to fence him

Niggas so red he lost his marbles like Benson

Swear I'm a good yute this life's so tempting

Man its so so tempting

World of Rhythm

Its a wifey riddim

I'm the one You're missing

I'll follow you where you are

Niggas never learn their lesson

A teacher can't fail wont see me stressing

Less is more, super sure like a guarantor

There before, know the score man I'm on the board

I leaped and soared like the Jumpman himself

If I wanna bezzle it come off the shelf

See that as health

A show of my wealth

I'm moving in stealth and I'm moving in

Silence

No matter how hard

I'll fight for our love

Till rhythm rules the world

I got tired of the silence man that shit was Hella boring

I was nearly snoring

had to get my thoughts in

You were ignoring

All the things I had to say I thought it was important

Like I'm importing

These Rhythms out of space like I'm fucking Michael Jordan

No where to store them

Had to let em go there they go yeah they soaring

Yeah they soaring

Them man bag cheap hoes I swear that's a cheat code

She got big mouth more impressive is her deep throat

She know I'm like Michael Phelps with the deep stroke

fire to my water I swear baby gave me heatstroke

Too fire with the backshots had to call her Heat blast

I'm not accelerate cos in that race I like to come last

Nice past, not too many miles

I guess she doesn't drive fast

Rhythm rules the world will make your hips shake

That's why the pretty women love my mixtape mixtape

Cant stop the Rhythm on a good day

This tape gon' shake the ground like a motherfucking earthquake

She understand the Rhythm and the flow

Know when to take it fast and when to take it slow

I never have to tell her man she already knows

Deciphers my heartbeat Rhythm like a code