The Classic Rhythmist

[Chorus]
Here are the times of the Classic Rhythmist, reading palms strait from the bottom of the pit called the hard times and we bounce right to the left from the center to the print of your mirror, they wanna be just as good as me, as good as them, to reach

[Verse 1]
Matty Boy emcee, I've been writing rhymes at home and all this time, I'm seated here writing rhymes and producing music and making it all 'cause, nothing comes free, it ain't a given right, especially a given right from wrong and if we all believe that this has gone wrong then you can change, we can change together and if you want something, fight for it, even in the weather
These are the times of the Classic Rhythmist, have been stressing my brain can't hold enough memory, I relieve stress then release it and try to remember good memories I ever had with you, but if I ever have to choose to forget one of you then I wouldn't be so sure just what to choose to do so if the time is right I say it's my melody and my remedy, to cleanse this stupid felony off me

[Chorus]
Here are the times of the Classic Rhythmist, reading palms strait from the bottom of the pit called the hard times and we bounce right to the left from the center to the print of your mirror, they wanna be just as good as me, as good as them, to reach

[Verse 2]
I came here to do this for fun and non of the above, have been here and done and what has come and you make us do better while someone's hit the lights because i can only get better right?
Just telling you this strait from the heart, cause all that matters to me is knowing where it's from and what I mean for you to understand, because nothing matters more to me than family and friends and what's music to us without a sense of vibe?
We're all passionate about one thing, that's life, the Classic Rhythmist has a sense of logic and creativity, they call the left and right side of positivity so fuck bigotry, i wanna be a better me, acting crazy like you forgot who's your boss and a worthy toss could always end badly and sadly, i ain't doing anything madly

[Chorus]
Here are the times of the Classic Rhythmist, reading palms strait from the bottom of the pit called the hard times and we bounce right to the left from the center to the print of your mirror, they wanna be just as good as me, as good as them, to reach