imprinted Lyrics

Rhythms been imprinted had to go and push some buttons and I run the city now

Rhet put the pen to the page ink run gritty now, soil fertile been compared to minerals

Checking notches in the interval, destined 16 pads mixing up the audio chemicals

Grew up in a black church mama carried napkins for when I drooled on her black shirt

She had me reach under the seat for her black purse

Then the band took it up

What is that worth

Auntie was shouting to her labrum

Tithe three fold, never lost sight of the savior

She been prayed, but can't raise her arms three years later

Pastor telling me to tap my shoulder on my neighbor

Kids in Sunday school was peeling all my taper

The band still hitting me 30 years later

Uh, uh, don't ask

Yeah, I said, rhythms been imprinted, I been

Rhythm's been imprinted, I been

Rhythm's been imprinted, I been

Rhythm's been imprinted, I been

Yeah