The Rhythm

Kwame

Ladies and gentlemen



The KitKat Club is proud to present



Something new something different



So would you please give a warm welcome to



The Rhythm




Well I came here for something funky to happen



Is this Christmas cuz everybody's rappin



You better get sparked by the song that I sing



Although my name ain't Martin Luther



But I'm considered the king



yo my beats pumped by the mic I clamp



I don't need an amplifier



my brain is the amp



I got the beats that make you tingle



make your body mingle



Like you got the fever for the flavor of a Pringle



Weak I say not so



I'm just like Picasso



A pioneer



I am here



Ask me how I got so fly



Any sense that I can give 'em



a New Beginning Stevie-o



and my dope rythm



I sent the Lord master give a mental harm



My sole chief belief is that Islam



My beats pumped so let it grab ya



I got a trick but my name ain't Ali-Babba



So open Sessame



Neva heard the best of me



Betcha all the people intheplaceiswacknowlet'ssee



It's a New Beginning, my name Kwame



And if you didn't know I could tell you that I'm a



Mellow cool brotha



Slicker than oil



Rap get so hot it makes the spit boil



The Rhythm




Not the avarage rapper the K is more



Ryhmes like the thunderbolt of the mighty Thor



Pick a cell cuz I can conquer boy



I break MCs like a Tonka Toy



Smooth suave savage yet debonair



Come in the party yeah I see you stop and stare



To hear the man to only have yo hand shook



You dress too cute to me you have the Jordache look



Cuz I'm the mystical



Rap is polyphysical



Ask about Kwame