| It's been a long time, i shouldn't have left you | |
| Without a strong rhyme to step to | |
| Think of how many weak shows you slept through | |
| Time's up, i'm sorry i kept you | |
| Thinking of this, you keep repeating you miss | |
| The rhymes from the microphone soloist | |
| And you sit by the radio, hand on the dial, soon | |
| As you hear it, pump up the volume | |
| Dance wit the speaker 'till you hear it blow, | |
| Then plug in the headphone 'cause here it go | |
| It's a 4 letter word when it's heard, it control | |
| Your body to dance (you got it) soul, | |
| Ditects the tempo like a red alert | |
| Reaches your reflex, so let it work | |
| When this is playing, you can't get stuck wit | |
| The steps, so get set and i'm a still come up wit | |
| A gift to be swift, follow the leader, the rhyme will go | |
| Def wit the record that was mixed a long time ago | |
| It can be done but only i can do it | |
| For those that can dance and clap your hands to it | |
| I start to think and then i sink | |
| Into the paper like i was ink | |
| When i'm writing, i'm trapped in between the lines, | |
| I escape when i finish the rhyme... | |
| I got soul | |
| You got it (4x) | |
| I know you got soul | |
| Picture a mic, the stage is empty | |
| A beat like this might tempt me | |
| To pose, show my rings and my fat gold chain | |
| Grab the mic like i'm on soul train | |
| But i'll wait 'cause i mastered this | |
| Let the others go first so the brothers don't miss | |
| Eric b. break the sticks (you got it) | |
| Rakim will begin when you make the mix | |
| I'll experiment like a scientist | |
| You wanna rhyme, you gotta sign my list | |
| 'cause i'm a manifest and bless the mic i hold | |
| You want it next? then you gotta have soul | |
| 'cause if you ain't got it, i'm a make an encore | |
| Take the mic, make the people respond for | |
| The r, 'cause that's the way it'll have to be | |
| If you wanna get on after me | |
| Think about it, wait, erase your rhyme | |
| Forget it and don't waste your time | |
| 'cause i'll be in the crowd if you ain't controlling it | |
| Drop the mic, you shouldn't be holding it | |
| This is how it should be done | |
| This style is identical to none | |
| Some try to make it sound like this but you're getting me | |
| So upset that i'm wet 'cause you're sweating me | |
| I drip steam like a microphone fiend | |
| Eager to mc is my theme | |
| I get hype when i hear a drum roll | |
| Rakim is on the mic and you know i got soul | |
| You got it (5x) | |
| I got soul (you got it) that's why i came | |
| To teach those who can't say my name | |
| First of all, i'm the soloist, the soul controller | |
| Rakim gets stronger as i get older | |
| Constant elevation causes expansion | |
| I write my rhyme while i cool in my mansion | |
| Then put it on tape and in the city i test it | |
| Then on the radio the r's requested | |
| You listen to it, the concept might break you | |
| 'cause almost anyone can relate to... | |
| Whoever's out of hand, i'm give him handles | |
| Light 'em up, blow 'em out like candles | |
| Or should i just let him melt? | |
| Then give him a hand so they can see how it felt | |
| I'm not bold just cuz i rock gold | |
| Rakim is on the mic and you know i got soul | |
| You got it (4x) | |
| Now i'm a stop to see what you got | |
| Get off the mic before i get too hot | |
| I want to see which posse can dance the best | |
| It should be easy 'cause the beat is fresh | |
| Now if your from uptown, brooklyn- bound, | |
| The bronx, queens, or long island sound, | |
| Even other states come right and exact, | |
| It ain't where you're from, it's where you're at | |
| Since you came here, you have to show and prove | |
| And do that dance until it don't move | |
| 'cause all you need is soul self-esteem will release, | |
| The rest is up to you, rakim 'll say peace | |
| You got it (10x) |
| It' s been a long time, i shouldn' t have left you | |
| Without a strong rhyme to step to | |
| Think of how many weak shows you slept through | |
| Time' s up, i' m sorry i kept you | |
| Thinking of this, you keep repeating you miss | |
| The rhymes from the microphone soloist | |
| And you sit by the radio, hand on the dial, soon | |
| As you hear it, pump up the volume | |
| Dance wit the speaker ' till you hear it blow, | |
| Then plug in the headphone ' cause here it go | |
| It' s a 4 letter word when it' s heard, it control | |
| Your body to dance you got it soul, | |
| Ditects the tempo like a red alert | |
| Reaches your reflex, so let it work | |
| When this is playing, you can' t get stuck wit | |
| The steps, so get set and i' m a still come up wit | |
| A gift to be swift, follow the leader, the rhyme will go | |
| Def wit the record that was mixed a long time ago | |
| It can be done but only i can do it | |
| For those that can dance and clap your hands to it | |
| I start to think and then i sink | |
| Into the paper like i was ink | |
| When i' m writing, i' m trapped in between the lines, | |
| I escape when i finish the rhyme... | |
| I got soul | |
| You got it 4x | |
| I know you got soul | |
| Picture a mic, the stage is empty | |
| A beat like this might tempt me | |
| To pose, show my rings and my fat gold chain | |
| Grab the mic like i' m on soul train | |
| But i' ll wait ' cause i mastered this | |
| Let the others go first so the brothers don' t miss | |
| Eric b. break the sticks you got it | |
| Rakim will begin when you make the mix | |
| I' ll experiment like a scientist | |
| You wanna rhyme, you gotta sign my list | |
| ' cause i' m a manifest and bless the mic i hold | |
| You want it next? then you gotta have soul | |
| ' cause if you ain' t got it, i' m a make an encore | |
| Take the mic, make the people respond for | |
| The r, ' cause that' s the way it' ll have to be | |
| If you wanna get on after me | |
| Think about it, wait, erase your rhyme | |
| Forget it and don' t waste your time | |
| ' cause i' ll be in the crowd if you ain' t controlling it | |
| Drop the mic, you shouldn' t be holding it | |
| This is how it should be done | |
| This style is identical to none | |
| Some try to make it sound like this but you' re getting me | |
| So upset that i' m wet ' cause you' re sweating me | |
| I drip steam like a microphone fiend | |
| Eager to mc is my theme | |
| I get hype when i hear a drum roll | |
| Rakim is on the mic and you know i got soul | |
| You got it 5x | |
| I got soul you got it that' s why i came | |
| To teach those who can' t say my name | |
| First of all, i' m the soloist, the soul controller | |
| Rakim gets stronger as i get older | |
| Constant elevation causes expansion | |
| I write my rhyme while i cool in my mansion | |
| Then put it on tape and in the city i test it | |
| Then on the radio the r' s requested | |
| You listen to it, the concept might break you | |
| ' cause almost anyone can relate to... | |
| Whoever' s out of hand, i' m give him handles | |
| Light ' em up, blow ' em out like candles | |
| Or should i just let him melt? | |
| Then give him a hand so they can see how it felt | |
| I' m not bold just cuz i rock gold | |
| Rakim is on the mic and you know i got soul | |
| You got it 4x | |
| Now i' m a stop to see what you got | |
| Get off the mic before i get too hot | |
| I want to see which posse can dance the best | |
| It should be easy ' cause the beat is fresh | |
| Now if your from uptown, brooklyn bound, | |
| The bronx, queens, or long island sound, | |
| Even other states come right and exact, | |
| It ain' t where you' re from, it' s where you' re at | |
| Since you came here, you have to show and prove | |
| And do that dance until it don' t move | |
| ' cause all you need is soul selfesteem will release, | |
| The rest is up to you, rakim ' ll say peace | |
| You got it 10x |
| It' s been a long time, i shouldn' t have left you | |
| Without a strong rhyme to step to | |
| Think of how many weak shows you slept through | |
| Time' s up, i' m sorry i kept you | |
| Thinking of this, you keep repeating you miss | |
| The rhymes from the microphone soloist | |
| And you sit by the radio, hand on the dial, soon | |
| As you hear it, pump up the volume | |
| Dance wit the speaker ' till you hear it blow, | |
| Then plug in the headphone ' cause here it go | |
| It' s a 4 letter word when it' s heard, it control | |
| Your body to dance you got it soul, | |
| Ditects the tempo like a red alert | |
| Reaches your reflex, so let it work | |
| When this is playing, you can' t get stuck wit | |
| The steps, so get set and i' m a still come up wit | |
| A gift to be swift, follow the leader, the rhyme will go | |
| Def wit the record that was mixed a long time ago | |
| It can be done but only i can do it | |
| For those that can dance and clap your hands to it | |
| I start to think and then i sink | |
| Into the paper like i was ink | |
| When i' m writing, i' m trapped in between the lines, | |
| I escape when i finish the rhyme... | |
| I got soul | |
| You got it 4x | |
| I know you got soul | |
| Picture a mic, the stage is empty | |
| A beat like this might tempt me | |
| To pose, show my rings and my fat gold chain | |
| Grab the mic like i' m on soul train | |
| But i' ll wait ' cause i mastered this | |
| Let the others go first so the brothers don' t miss | |
| Eric b. break the sticks you got it | |
| Rakim will begin when you make the mix | |
| I' ll experiment like a scientist | |
| You wanna rhyme, you gotta sign my list | |
| ' cause i' m a manifest and bless the mic i hold | |
| You want it next? then you gotta have soul | |
| ' cause if you ain' t got it, i' m a make an encore | |
| Take the mic, make the people respond for | |
| The r, ' cause that' s the way it' ll have to be | |
| If you wanna get on after me | |
| Think about it, wait, erase your rhyme | |
| Forget it and don' t waste your time | |
| ' cause i' ll be in the crowd if you ain' t controlling it | |
| Drop the mic, you shouldn' t be holding it | |
| This is how it should be done | |
| This style is identical to none | |
| Some try to make it sound like this but you' re getting me | |
| So upset that i' m wet ' cause you' re sweating me | |
| I drip steam like a microphone fiend | |
| Eager to mc is my theme | |
| I get hype when i hear a drum roll | |
| Rakim is on the mic and you know i got soul | |
| You got it 5x | |
| I got soul you got it that' s why i came | |
| To teach those who can' t say my name | |
| First of all, i' m the soloist, the soul controller | |
| Rakim gets stronger as i get older | |
| Constant elevation causes expansion | |
| I write my rhyme while i cool in my mansion | |
| Then put it on tape and in the city i test it | |
| Then on the radio the r' s requested | |
| You listen to it, the concept might break you | |
| ' cause almost anyone can relate to... | |
| Whoever' s out of hand, i' m give him handles | |
| Light ' em up, blow ' em out like candles | |
| Or should i just let him melt? | |
| Then give him a hand so they can see how it felt | |
| I' m not bold just cuz i rock gold | |
| Rakim is on the mic and you know i got soul | |
| You got it 4x | |
| Now i' m a stop to see what you got | |
| Get off the mic before i get too hot | |
| I want to see which posse can dance the best | |
| It should be easy ' cause the beat is fresh | |
| Now if your from uptown, brooklyn bound, | |
| The bronx, queens, or long island sound, | |
| Even other states come right and exact, | |
| It ain' t where you' re from, it' s where you' re at | |
| Since you came here, you have to show and prove | |
| And do that dance until it don' t move | |
| ' cause all you need is soul selfesteem will release, | |
| The rest is up to you, rakim ' ll say peace | |
| You got it 10x |
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