RUM & RHYTHM [INTRO - ELECTRA ROSE ONLY] [slightly whispered female voice] "Electra Rose..." [low female ad-libs] "Yeah..." "Feel that..." Bass rollin', Friday night, temperature rising Deep Caribbean tone, whole room synchronizing Drums got a heartbeat, 808s got a pulse When I step into the riddim, feel the pressure in the floor [VERSE 1 - ELECTRA ROSE ONLY] Island in my cadence, fire in my breath I don't chase the spotlight, I illuminate the set Palm trees in the rhythm, thunder underneath When the low end drops, feel the pressure in your feet No invitation needed, I arrive with the wave Turn a small little moment to a night people save Got the room synchronized, every shoulder on time Rum in the glass, rhythm running through the night I bring heat with a purpose, every drum hit precise Turn the temperature up, let the bass give advice From the corner to the center, everybody catch motion One riddim, one night, one electric ocean [PRE-HOOK - ELECTRA ROSE ONLY] Raise it up, let the whole room know Bass down low while the speakers glow One more step, let the rhythm take control Friday night fire with a Caribbean soul [HOOK - ELECTRA ROSE ONLY] Rum and rhythm, let it roll tonight Bassline heavy, city lights bright Rum and rhythm, everybody move Feel that island pressure when the drums lock groove Rum and rhythm, no standing still Beat hit hard with a Caribbean thrill Rum and rhythm, let the whole place know When the riddim gets deep, we don't move slow [INSTRUMENTAL TRANSITION] [8 bars instrumental] [drums strip back] [low bass pulse] [DJ scratches] [no vocals] [VERSE 2 - CHEFTEE NEFTEE ONLY] [slightly whispered male voice] "Cheftee Neftee..." I slide in smooth, but the pen got teeth Cheftee in the kitchen, serving heat underneath Got a plate full of punchlines, every course complete When the bass starts cooking, put the burner on three I season every sentence, let the metaphor simmer Drop a double meaning, watch the whole room shimmer They came for a vibe, I came equipped with the grammar Turn a dancefloor bar into a lyrical panorama Rhythm in the pocket, precision in the wrist Every syllable flips like a coin when it hits No need to over-season, let the flavor exist Friday night recipe: bass, bars, and a twist I make language dance without stepping on toes Put a little sauce on the sentence, watch the whole thing glow Electra owns the riddim, I'm sharpening the prose Different lanes, same road, everybody knows [INSTRUMENTAL TRANSITION] [8 bars instrumental] [deep 808 drop] [percussion rebuild] [no vocals] [BRIDGE - ELECTRA ROSE ONLY] [slightly whispered female] "Electra..." [soft female ad-libs] "Roll it..." "Move it..." "Feel it..." Bass go low, lights go high Hands in the air, let the rhythm fly From the first drum hit to the final sound Everybody locked when the bass comes round [HOOK - ELECTRA ROSE ONLY] Rum and rhythm, let it roll tonight Bassline heavy, city lights bright Rum and rhythm, everybody move Feel that island pressure when the drums lock groove Rum and rhythm, no standing still Beat hit hard with a Caribbean thrill Rum and rhythm, let the whole place know When the riddim gets deep, we don't move slow [INSTRUMENTAL BREAK] [8 bars] [Caribbean percussion solo] [808 slides] [turntable cuts] [no vocals] [VERSE 3 - CHEFTEE NEFTEE ONLY] [slightly whispered male voice] "Cheftee..." Dictionary dancing in a nightclub, every word got rhythm Every phrase got punch, every pause got wisdom Metaphors bouncing like the bass in the trunk I don't follow the beat, make the beat keep up Cheftee with the sauce, but the sauce got class Turn a simple little line to a first-class pass If the rhythm is currency, I'm counting that fast Put a little wit in the mix, now the whole thing lasts No filler in the verse, every measure got purpose Make the clever sound effortless, that's the service Electra brings the fire, I bring the wordplay Two separate voices, one unforgettable Friday I don't need to crowd the hook, let the rhythm breathe I put the pen in the pocket, let the punchline lead When my section ends, let the bassline speak Then the queen takes the floor and turns the heat to peak [INSTRUMENTAL TRANSITION] [8 bars] [percussion rises] [bass swell] [no vocals] [FINAL HOOK - ELECTRA ROSE ONLY] [slightly whispered female] "Electra Rose..." Rum and rhythm, let it roll tonight Bassline heavy, city lights bright Rum and rhythm, everybody move Feel that island pressure when the drums lock groove Rum and rhythm, no standing still Beat hit hard with a Caribbean thrill Rum and rhythm, let the whole place know When the riddim gets deep, we don't move slow Rum and rhythm, fire in the air Friday night energy everywhere Rum and rhythm, let the bassline grow When the riddim gets deep, we don't move slow [OUTRO - ELECTRA ROSE ONLY] [soft female whisper] "Electra Rose..." [low female ad-libs] "Roll..." "Feel..." "Keep moving..." Rum and rhythm... Friday night... Let it roll. [INSTRUMENTAL FADE]
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