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CaptainMiserable — The Rhythm by-nc-nd
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Description                 Try to think that
               The whacker the rhythm
                the killer the crime
                  The straighter The Rhythm
                     the greater the dime
                      The faster you spit
                        the faster you fall
                         The more you quit
                          the worse your call
                         to be king of this game
                        to be king of this sport
                       you try to rise to the top
                      trying to win on the court
                     the more you stumble
                    the less you"ll succeed
                   the worse you crumble
                  no way you'll be free
                 Your words that convey
                what you wanna say
               but there's no way
              That you'll get through this day
             Trying to say your all tough
            Trying to say your all that
           You don't need to be rough
          you just gotta bring it all back.
         To the words of the warrior
         spitting his cries
          telling all of his brothers
           to give their lives
            As the drum beats grew
              and their heart beats raced
               the warriors ran
                leaving their lives erased.
                 On the field of battle
                  the cry
                   rings through your ear
                    The beats are swift
                     The beats are near
                       As your swords clash for honor
                        as your blades strike with fear
                         all you know
                           is that drum beat
                            ringing in your ear.
                             It helps build you up
                            when your about to fall
                           It helps keep you breathing
                          when you seem to small.
                         While that little drum is beating
                        when your black and blue
                       It helps keeps you fighting
                      for what you always knew
                     that words are a right
                   for any color you choose
                  that freedom is a privilege
                 that none shall abuse.
                Some see this decree
               as a one race ideal
              but my people have suffered
             just for a meal
            From the pyramids of Giza
           to the holy land or Rome
          that drum beat keeps blaring
         no matter where you call home.
         So tell me
          would It really matter
            if you lent me your ears.
             For that beat of the drum
              that keeps the rhythm near.
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