RHYTHM RULES THE WORLD (RRTW)

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 F*ck 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