Sound of the Rhythm

This is a musical thing a serious thing for the people ya know That's the sound of the riddim the sound of the roots This here band play no game We na play no game That's the sound of the riddim That's the sound of the roots That's the sound of the music the people get higher to That's the sound of the riddim That's the sound of the roots That's the sound of the music the people get higher to We're gonna ram, jam, turn ya bass up to slam Bringin it to ya like no other band can We're gonna sight the most high, foundation of man For the work won't get done if not by his hand Gotta pull it together bring tonight's vibes up brite True we want to ram till mornin light Tell my people we sing about truth and right For an uplifted person's a beautiful sight Hold on, tune gone move to take light Hold on, while the wicked band run the rhythm right Hold on, while the little children cry out in the night For the moment we're upful and right Soul Majestic come fe trample This here band play no games This here music gonna rock you to a higher plane Soul Majestic come fe trample This here band play no games This here music gonna rock you to a higher plane Feel it in the riddim when your well runs dry When the music hits I see you break a smile Hear the Drummy like a lightning strikes Feel it in the bass and you feel alright Sweet sweet song angelic voices fill the air Painting pictures in your mind Nyahbingi chant till the morning light Organ a go bubble keys a chop it right Guitar soars and it skanks it tight Hear how the horns colorful and bright As we ram in original style Staying true to the roots all the while Soul Majestic come fe trample This here band play no games This here music gonna rock you to a higher plane Soul Majestic come fe trample This here band play no games This here music gonna rock you to a higher plane Well, Well, we gotta cut ya loose from ya tensions in life Forget all your worries trouble and strife It's gonna be the music we make, elevate, meditate on what's right It's like the tune just move for it's own delight We won't be intimidated bully or parasite Another song sent down to make our dark days light Tell the evil to stay clear of good peoples sight For this musical fire will keep burnin on bright Hold on, tune gone move to the light Hold on, while the wicked band run the rhythm right Hold on, while the little children cry out in the night Cuz for the moment we're upful and right That's the sound of the riddim That's the sound of the roots That's the sound of the music the people get higher to That's the sound of the riddim That's the sound of the roots That's the sound of the music the people get higher to Lift them up, lift them up