The Dead Clowns - Rock to the Rhythm (Preview)

Listen at: http://thedeadclowns.com

Rap: Terrance Ward (aka Chance)
AdLib Vocals: Kenneth West (aka Kwest)
Guitar: Gabriel T. de Oliveira
Bass: Phil C (aka Mr Chilli)
Trumpets: Chuck Mac
Baritone & Tenor Sax, Synth Horns: Sven-Martin Keil
Drums, Keyboards: Craig "Frequent-C" Friebolin
(And a special Thanks to: Steve Gardner (aka Sanger) for all his help on this one!)

Off Me
Stand Off Me
Whoa .....


Yeah, It's like this and like that
Comin' with the boom bap, the rat tat tat tat!
You feel that, bass in your face
West in the house, Chance in the place.
This is a jam staight for the club
There ain't no shame in my game, here to show some love.
make the honeyson the floor wanna shake those hips
fellas on the wall wanna lick their lips.
Damn, girls lookin' kinda nice
need to step to a girl and grip her like a vice.
If not, play the wall, you keep frontin'
Imma step to the girl with the pierced bellybutton and
whisper sweet things in her ear
Give her a brief intro, tell her why I'm here.
Chance baby from The D.C. makin' it sweet
so you can rock to the rhythm of a beat.
(let's go!)



[Rock to the Rhythm ... Rock to the Rhythm of a Beat]



Stand Off Me
Stand Up
Stand Off Me
Stand Up
Whoa .....



Again, comin' with the boom bap
When it comes to lyrics I'm like mentaly strapped.
I make moves like a brotha playin' chess
Embrace this hip hop, cause man I'm obsessed.
With the beats, breaks, girls with the shakes
A true emcee with skills I give all it takes.
I'll be the brotha with the tricks up the sleeve
Old school, pullin' girls like Keanu Reeves.
With my vocal agility
Humiliate brothas like Bill did to Hilary.
What you lack in your rhyme flow is deivery
tryin' to get this money like The Star Wars Trilogy.
With the pad and pen
Chance and Frequenc-C united again.(That's what I'm talkin about)
Colabo just to make it sweet
So you can rock to the rhythm of a beat.(let's go!)



You got the feeling
keep my heart beating
You got the feeling
Yeah....
You got the feeling
keep my heart beating
You got the feeling
Oh Yeah....



Off Me
Stand Up
Stand Off Me
Stand Up
Whoa .....



When it comes to color it don't matter that much
African American, Pennsylvainia Dutch.
Let you know where my head is at
We can make it work, just recognize the black.
And we can move on, All my people, get your groove on
I see girls on the floor without their shoes on.
That's when I know I'm in control of your fate
For at least 4 minutes you erase the hate.
so all my people in the place throw your hands in the air
Wave'em around like you just don't care.
Old school dance, the snake, the wop
Girls in the back drop it like it's hot.
We do this at the drop of a dime
We does what we do to have a good time.
we came together just to make it sweet
So you can rock to the rhythm of a beat (let's ... )



[Rock to the Rhythm ... Rock to the Rhythm of a Beat]
(let's go!)
[Rock to the Rhythm ... Rock to the Rhythm of a Beat (let's go!)]



Drop it, drop it, drop it, drop it ...
Whoa....