Primitive Rhythm Machine

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Primitive Rhythm Machine,
 it's the true, rhythm of
 the natives, tho wholy rhythm.
 God creates, jungle beats
 Evil, only perverts.
 African tribes, L.A. gangs,
 Australian natives
 Europeans will know about
 Salvation, the time has come
 to change your ways
 Throw your conceptions out, look
 to people, not yourself.
 High and mighty, that's not right.
 God created all things.
 That's all men.
 That's all music.
 That's everything
 Glacial dwellers, South
 Americans, tribal people.
 All men must know about
 Salvation, the time has come
 to change your ways
 All this music will all pass, it's
 just part of this world.
 God's music of all nations. All
 parts of God's creation.
 Hard music, soft sounds, street beats,
 Music crowds will know about.
 Salvation, the time has come,
 to change your ways.
 Look beyond a culture style,
 yourself on what's right.
 You must turn around, to know your Creator.
 Heavy, music, rhythm, God's way.
 

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Duration
04:37
Key
11
Tempo
126 BPM

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