歌詞:
The System House Of Rhythm

stare Cause it doesn't even matter what clothes you're wearin' Hey, this is the house of rhythm, welcome everybody Hey this is the house of rhythm, we like to party Live tonight The house

(Underneath the veil) We write our own Cider House Rules To keep alive rituals that prove their worth Search for systems we can trust Rhythms we can

Pepa is ready to work it out So let the rhythm run, the rhythm run Now let the drums run, the drums run So let the rhythm run, the rhythm run Yo, Salt

it's about that time It's time to wild out, it's time to wild out Nigga is you out your mine? Comin' up in my house, runnin' up in my house I'm about

introductions you know Who I am If you don't I couldn't really Give a damm! So just slide to the glide of the Rhyme in motion Or rock to the rhythm of

core of Epsu Bring forth the possibilities of solar energy into infinity Like a Nimbo; endless, trapped it, Kingu; A myth too ignorant Like the Sumerians Explorer of the solar system

disastrous sight a performance never again Performed on a mic, 'Lyrics of Fury' A fearified freestyle The "R" is in the house too much tension Make sure the system

Alright coming up now another request This time from the boys down at Anna's Pizza Paradise A new arrangement of a great oldie in rhythm and blues In

the LP On Jive/RCA, cassettes and CD's Produced and arranged by the four man crew And oh, shit, Skiff Anselm, he gets props too Make sure you have a system with some phat house