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Rhyme On

from Untitled EP by Erthman

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Right on I'm trying to get my grind on
But the leaves me no time to get my rhyme on
Right on I'm trying to get my grind on
But the leaves me no time to get my rhyme on..

Now we're making songs in the comfort of my home
Where I strum sweet chords in a musical melange
On a Mustang built in the nation of Nihon
Where the cherry blossoms bloom
While you chillin' on the lawn sippin' tea
Witcha homeboy's girl and his moms
On a trip everytime you turn around the dude is gone
Or layin' on the grass while the sun beats down from the heavens
Feeling lucky so the clouds appear as sevens
Overhead crows circle in a geometric fashion
So I let passion emerge and my hands get to clappin'
Out a beat for the Em3 project that I'm trackin'
In the heat of the moment never time for inaction
Gotta speak what's on my mind 'fore my nerves get to crashin'
In the streets like a Fleetwood swervin' in the path of a dragon
Blow the flames out quick with your magic
No doubt its a tragedy that you trashed a classic
Spout nonsense thru my soundsystem every chance you get
So I take it as a sign that I need some new tricks
Got ya mind open like coffee and a cigarette
Now its time for you to cop some Erthman music
Treat it like some new kicks
Show em to a few friends
Def is Alive and he rhymes on Thee End
Of a compact disc that you must give a spin
But you spazzed out missin' out
On a bright gem!

Right on I'm trying to get my grind on
But the leaves me no time to get my rhyme on
Right on I'm trying to get my grind on
But the leaves me no time to get my rhyme on...

Slowly back away and put that mic on the ground sir
If you don't comply you better fly like a nite bird
A dove
All you see is a white blur zipping from the place
Like lightning in a race for its life
Its a sight sure but that is the norm
When you take clay hither and you try to give it form
Its an art not a cheap thrill
We gotta eat still
So you gotta make a final choice
What you think real?

Right on I'm trying to get my grind on
But the leaves me no time to get my rhyme on
Right on I'm trying to get my grind on
But the leaves me no time to get my rhyme on...

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from Untitled EP, track released April 1, 2011

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Erthman Los Angeles, California

Artist.Writer.Musician. A visionary creator & dedicated observer of the world and its people.. 1984 M.B.S.H

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