Chorus    Keep time with the rhythm / We rhyme over rhythm/   recite revolutionary type vision / Enough for the   mental prisons / We endevour for melodic living / So   keep your mind on the rhythm / x2    Verse    Spread it smooth on my page like a brush/ I’ll   illistate your mind like paint without placing a touch   / Keep it to a constant beat for those who fuss even to   a bumpin beat so those can bust / Even to them riders   bumpin out them trunks to all them low keys getting   pleased off that funky stuff / We doing this anyhow   anyway jamming it more louder every time and every day    My life don’t end if these records don’t spin / We’re   the new school of Nesians we’re known as fresh men /   A.k.a safe investment, home is best when / We’re   supporting our own, cause their quality tested / I keep   time with the rhythm for those that never none / When   ever we riding the beat, you calling shotgun /   Formidable stanza’s, eloquence enhances /   Charismatically candid / You know how we handle it    Repeat Chorus    Verse    Got a continuos flow smooth like a dialtone/ some call   it a gift I call it a Milestone/ Aint never heard me   spit in a mild like tone / untouchable when Im in my   zone / You will never know cos Im guile when I roam /   It aint bout what you heard its what you’ve been told /   With every rhythm I rhyme / I spit rhythm in rhyme/   don’t lose the rhythm / Keep the rhythm when I rhyme /    Give me a moment as I dust it off as I only take a   second as I shift my attention just to serve another   lesson / As I stroll with bounce roll with the flow   loose my sence on an once rhythm takes control / So   keep time with the rhythm coz you already been told got   the same to deliver like SABRE n OLD / So keep time   with the rhythm coz the rhythm is the bass / The bass   is the treble the treble tremors up the place    Bridge    Concentration / Keep the rhythm / Concentration / Keep   the rhythm    Verse    I flown the global cipher with the mic in hand / As Mos   Def defined I’m the travelling man / The system could   never be able to comprehend / The life of a musician   ain’t driven like vision I pen / Living on the edge of   the beat where the baseline sits / They say pay my   dues, but first who gona pay my rent? / These words are   testimony of my life lived / And the score of dreams   after realising what the price is.    Rhythm and I go together like apple and pie / Whenever   I spit, ignite mics to feed the fire / So feel the burn   of the heat before the flame expires / A simple   drumbeat is all that I require/ Got rhythm, got a beat   now Im ready to go / Aint got a clue son Old let em   know / With every rhythm that’s rhymed / We spit rhythm   in rhyme / You didn’t lose the rhythm kept the rhythm   when we rhymed /    Repeat Chorus    these lyrics are submitted by aLLy