Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Make The Music 2000 , by - Rahzel. Release date: 31.12.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Make The Music 2000 |
| Ladies and gentlemen we got TJ Swan in the house tonight |
| Ladies and gentlemen ladies and gentlemen |
| Ladies and gentlemen we got Rahzel in the house tonight |
| Please enter your password |
| It’s the human soundwave straight out your comic book |
| Sound effects blazin through your rhymin' book |
| Just imagine all the time it took for me to master this |
| The Art of Noise is hazzardous |
| Imagine this, every sound from my lips |
| At my fingertips I levitate the audience |
| So ask Brooks and Dres who’s got the effects |
| More (?) than Mardi Gras, rugged like Goretex |
| Reach out and touch your whole crew like Nine-x |
| Sprint for the stage cause MC onyx |
| Flip more connects than your internet |
| Rhymes is on time, I’m always on-line |
| Pump this in your Lex coupe, Benz, or Pathfind |
| Reverse the third verse nigga, then press rewind |
| Make the music with your mouth (Rah-Razhel) |
| Make the music with your mouth (Rah-Rahzel) |
| Make the music with your mouth (Rah-Rahzel) |
| You make the music with your mouth |
| The music with your mouth |
| Yo yo, I’m takin the world by storm when I perform |
| Arm arm, leg-a leg-a head, watch me transform |
| (Transforming noises) Decepticons! |
| Rainin' on your college ass, this goes on |
| I’m animated, never dorm-ant, so change the format |
| What I’m strong at, Mortal Kombat, so Cheech and Chong that |
| (Fighting noises) Heh, brother damn you! |
| Heh, seems you’re pretty good with your kung fu! |
| Now where’s my Yong Fu at, my glass of cognac? |
| Digital readout with a comsat, but I’m not that (?) |
| Let’s track back, slick wanna eat that, you want my feedback? |
| (Computer noises) Now let’s delete that |
| Now repeat that, I’m takin' the streets back like I’m sweep back |
| Think you could beat that? |
| I’m bringin the heat back on the street track |
| (Scratching) Marley Marl bring the beat back! |
| Rahzel, call me Optimus Prime |
| Third verse, eight bars, ain’t no stoppin this rhyme |
| I did this years ago, I guess I’m ahead of my time |
| Computerized, that’s my mental design |
| (?) short of Euclid, I’m runnin through clicks with a few tricks |
| An accoustics, John Woo flicks on some new shit |
| Heh, all I wanted was some rice cakes! |
| Rahzel soundwave controllin' your whole prostate |