Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Make The Music 2000, artist - Rahzel.
Date of issue: 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 |