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Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen

Ladies and gentlemen we got Rahzel in the house tonight

Please enter your password It's the human sound wave straight out your comic book

Sound effects blazin' through your rhymin' book

Just imagine all the time it took

For me to master this the art of noise is hazardous Imagine this, every sound from my lips

At my fingertips I levitate the audience

So ask Brooks and Dres who's got the effects

More Dogg than Mardi Gras, rugged like Goretex

Reach out and touch your whole crew like Nine-X

Sprint for the stage cause MC Onyx Flip more connects than your Internet

Rhymes is on time, I'm always on-line

Pump this in your Lex coupe, Benz, or Pathfind

Reverse the third verse nigga, then press rewind Make the music with your mouth

Make the music with your mouth

Make the music with your mouth

You make the music with your mouth

The music with your mouth Yeah yeah, I'm takin' the world by storm when I perform

Arm arm, leg-a leg-a head, watch me transform

Decepticons! Rainin' on your college ass, this goes on

I'm animated, never dormant, so change the format

What I'm strong at mortal kombat, so Cheech and Chong that Hey, brother damn you

Hey, seems you're pretty good with your kung fu

Now where's my Yong Fu at, my glass of cognac?

Digital readout with a comsat, but I'm not that [Incomprehensible] Let's track back, slick wanna eat that, you want my feedback?

Now let's delete that

Now repeat that, I'm takin' the streets back like I'm sweep back

Think you could beat that? I'm bringin' the heat back on the street track

Marley Marl bring the beat back Make the music with your mouth

Make the music with your mouth

Make the music with your mouth

You make the music with your mouth

The music with your mouth Rahzel, call me Optimus Prime

Third verse, eight bars, ain't no stoppin' this rhyme

I did this years ago, I guess I'm ahead of my time

Computerized, that's my mental design Prince Short of Euclid

I'm runnin' through clicks with a few tricks

An acoustics, John Woo flicks on some new ***

Hey, all I wanted was some rice cakes

Rahzel sound wave controllin' your whole prostate Make the music with your mouth

Make the music with your mouth

Make the music with your mouth

You make the music with your mouth Make the music, make the music, with your mouth

Make the music, make the music, with your mouth

Make the music, make the music, make the music with your mouth

Make the music, make the music, make the music with your mouth