Rock To The Rythm

You gotta rock to the rhythm with 'em
 Got to give it to 'em
 Got to give alot more than the minimum
 Rock to the rhythm with 'em
 Got to give it to 'em
 Got to give alot more (more)
 Yo Wake up, Wake up
 It's a new day now sidestep right, left whos gonna break down
 How I get down, make 'em all sit down
 Either that or have them hurry in to skip town
 Feed your ears with the snares and the kicks pow
 Always chew it up, but I have to watch where I get down
 Try to navigate your way through this thick sound
 It's big oak duck and cover when I spit rhymes
 Way after the show, I breathe for a pit-stop
 Surrounded by chicks who dont listen to hip-hop
 But they do now, I'm sorta like a missionary
 Gettin' every word into every heard
 It may sound ubserd but I dont never never not wanna feel this way that I feel so
 Catch the vibe and let down your gaurd lets make it capsize we rockin so hard
 Come follow me as I work with the simple plan
 Cut out the top and the bottom plus the middleman
 It's kinda stressful trying to figure out this little and
 Honey said I'm looking pale I need a little tan
 But thats because ive been behind closed doors
 Trying to make these songs for yah or ill do wrong for yah
 I might be inclined to jump on the next wagon
 That's filled with young bucks just to keep your pants saggin
 Yeah, I'm feeling old i still play truth or dare
 Been doing this since FMU wanted more facial hair
 Yup! shes inventing the game and on the microphone yah got to give it to em (eh!)
 I dont give a damn bout your man so I dont understand
 Why you try to shake hands like its cool
 Cause see for me and my band and the height that we stand
 We can see you must feel like a fool
 Cause yah can't bend the rules you gotta break em in half
 Like I did to everything that tried clutter my path
 Fuck a flag, put it out on the mass
 It seems the war must have got out at last
 The smiles the sighs some police say hi
 They frown they cry so I say goodbye
 Aiddyo's my mani I gotta fly
 Got my people waiting for me trying to catch a red eye
 Tell me what you got to say
 Unless it ain't nothing in that case your fronting
 I tell yah something plus this and that man
 And I'll even do an encore if the crowd demands
 I got a plan you can bet that it deals with me and my life and a whole lotta music
 So either love it or get used to it
 And put your hands up if we tell you to do it
 Number one I oughta two I gotta three make your head spin like helicopters
 But can't stick around long for your thoughts huh?
 Don't have the patience like a bad doctor
 But I'll describe one thing for your asses
 Put on your glasses and keep your ears waxless
 'Ccause I want ya'll to hear and witness
 The L rocking crowds are ripping doors off the hinges