Cerebellum Mellow

I step to the mic laterally
Meld with the beat literally
Swoon your soul spiritually
Origami-like mobility
Preside in close proximity
Of brainwave activity
Emitting in as many styles
As legs upon a centipede

I'd travel back in time
To be called Guantanamera
Poetry walkin' on beats
It's me, that Juan fella
Swoop you up with
A Spanish guitar and a bolero
Serenade you with a flow
To help your cerebellum mellow

Tell me who's gonna serve you
With that "gentleman twist"?
And if the rap don't click
I'ma get you with this...
A jam session in your eardrum
Funk in the mix
Introduce you to the sound
Difficult to forget...
Lock, stock, and barrel
This train got more jangle
Than most carol's herald
Influential on instrumentals
And with a pencil
Elevatin' our credentials, yeah

Gon' check it, gon' check it
Gon' check the sound
'Cause we all around
All around, all around
In every street, every town
We are found
'Cause music lives
In the heart of the underground

A little bitta funky spitta
That's meant to get ya
Cerebellum
Mellow
Is that the one that flipped ya?
Incidentally we got plenty
To take you higher
Street poets
We make the stars shine brighter

Give me just a chance
To make the stars shine brighter
Put down on me resume
"My own ghost writer"
Hyper to a degree
But off just a miter
So when the funk gets loose
The flow gets tighter
Those who've never dabbled
Don't know what it's like
To establish a connection
To a mind from a mic
Take a word
Give it flight
Force a spark
Into light
Layin' slick rhymes primed
With enough bark to bite
Logically illogical
This one here's methodical
Infinitely improbable
Rather unstoppable
So stop, drop, and roll
Simmer down ya stroll
'Cause when
Johnny's in the spot
Elbows pop-lock galore!



Credits
Writer(s): John Heinen
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