Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rhythm, artist - AWOL One. Date of issue: 29.01.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Rhythm |
| But you can’t beat the beat |
| But you can’t beat the beat |
| You’re a stupid sucker never done shit from me |
| Get in the car and I’m a drive till I’m outta gas |
| Slow or fast |
| Can’t put me down no more |
| I’m a mother fucking creature of the wind |
| You can’t touch me |
| You can’t touch this |
| Kiss my wing, kiss my knuckle, never! |
| Scoop up chicks at the shows and take 'em |
| Home and blow |
| Money to spend |
| Dream the impossible dreams |
| Bloodstreams |
| Seems as bulimic throw up throw up |
| Tore up the floor up, floor up |
| Smoking in the bathroom |
| Getting kicked outta school |
| Car like a trap of your screwy little varmet |
| I’m a family walking through the district of Garments |
| Downtown Los Angeles, the gates of heaven |
| All the people, they just wanna have fun |
| Stupid suckers are so fucking temporary |
| Me and my crew, we’re walking down the street |
| But you can’t beat the beat, the beat, the beat, the beat |
| You put the tape in and turn the music up |
| You hold on one of 'em, stick your finger up |
| When I was a kid I never had any friends |
| Was always the one start making some money |
| Pen and paper, two pair gellin' |
| In my diapers reeking days old |
| Never too cool to take a request |
| Mom it’s all right to get shit of my chest |
| Music started in '74, Standing too close but |
| I’m worlds away |
| Touch the mic, it’ll burn your fingers |
| But I’m down instead of slingers |
| Old and rusty, still brand new |
| Always coming through with the shapeshiftin' crew |
| Girls they just wanna have fun with someone |
| And find a man to support their kids |
| People just wanna have fun |
| All you suckers are so fucking temporary |
| Me and my crew walking down the street |
| You can’t beat the beat, the beat, the beat, the beat |
| The beat (repeat x4) |
| Oh how I hate that stupid look in your eyes |
| Like you already know but you pretend to be surprised |
| The way you go on, I don’t know where to start |
| The only sound that I hear is the beating of my heart |
| What keeps me going is I love the way she does me |
| I’m the wing child of the man on the mic |
| Day outta nowhere, I’ll fade away |
| They try to understand me but they don’t care |
| Put up your ones, people say practice makes perfect, not worth it now |
| Throw a bottle on the ground to make it sound, world renowned |
| Rhythm to the rhythmless uhumm |
| Shame to the shameless uhumm |
| Money to the moneyless uhumm |
| And names to the nameless uhumm |
| People, they just wanna have fun |
| But all you suckers are so fucking temporary |
| Me and my crew walking down the street |
| But you can’t beat the beat, the beat, the beat, the beat |