Lyrics Rhythm King - Andrew Huang

Tango to Fandango
Slang got sugar like a mango
Produced with an ear like van Gogh
Turn the gain up
Turn the mains up
Make it clip, you know I'm tryin' to mess some brains up
Drum boss from the blocks to the taiko (ahh)
Turn the lights low for the maestro (ahh)
Amped on the drum machines I pillaged
King through the cab, 66 was the vintage
Cheiftain with a tounge like an arrow
Rhythm king, tempi emperor, swing pharaoh
Overdrive burning through the night, no Bolero
Rhythm king, tempi emperor, swing pharaoh
Do the black mamba Mamba in a rondo
Ground shakes level the hospitals and condos
I'm so lit up repping Toronto
There's no tomorrow, just get what you want go
I can put that swing on anything
Noise that I bring
Sounds that I wring like wrestling
Tag teams verse my middle finger in the ring
Watch them all fall to the beat
I'm the rhythm king
Cheiftain with a tounge like an arrow
Rhythm king, tempi emperor, swing pharaoh
Overdrive burning through the night, no Bolero
Rhythm king, tempi emperor, swing pharaoh