T
The Arkitekt
Guest
Cappadona goes MAD HARD on this verse. First time I heard this years back I had to play it over and over.
Post more shit everyone! I wanna hear some dope shit
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Beat This!The next Beat This! Competition is from November 27-28th!
Cappadona goes MAD HARD on this verse. First time I heard this years back I had to play it over and over.
Post more shit everyone! I wanna hear some dope shit
RigorMortis
Army Of Darkness
ill o.g.
"alchemist you are still my little buddy"
I think if rugged runs into alchemist he will punch him the hell out lol.
T
The Arkitekt
Guest
WHAT!! that Sean Price joint is HEATTTTT.. that shit he said about the japanese broad. I never really took the time to listen to his music, ima listen to some shit tommorow when I get home.
@ the Em song, I never heard this before, what album is it on? for real this is some of the best work I heard from him
@ the Em song, I never heard this before, what album is it on? for real this is some of the best work I heard from him
it is on Sound Bombing part 2... this is the album that actually introduced me to most of my favorite rappers.
divineaspex
ILLIEN
ill o.g.
Foxy rips the last verse...
MagnaOpera
Comes Equipped...
ill o.g.
y'all are trippin:
[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b-okIgFd024"]YouTube - Twinz - Big Pun[/ame]
amazing breath control by pun, mad tongue twisters. fsck this guy was amazing.
[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b-okIgFd024"]YouTube - Twinz - Big Pun[/ame]
amazing breath control by pun, mad tongue twisters. fsck this guy was amazing.
Jamal Malik
Member
ill o.g.
that L verse had me going when I first heard it way back!
[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_FY5eF-cA4o"]YouTube- Live From the DJ Stretch Armstrong Show: Common Sense, Pharoah Monch, Absolute & Black Thought[/ame]
[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_FY5eF-cA4o"]YouTube- Live From the DJ Stretch Armstrong Show: Common Sense, Pharoah Monch, Absolute & Black Thought[/ame]
Rakim[\b]
I shit first time I heard all these.. You can see Im dating myself w these classics.
Follow me into a solo
Get in the flow - and you can picture like a photo
Music mixed mellow maintains to make
Melodies for mc’s motivates the breaks
I’m everlastin, I can go on for days and days
With rhyme displays that engrave deep as x-rays
I can take a phrase that’s rarely heard, flip it
Now it’s a daily word
I can get iller than ’nam, a killin bomb
But no alarm - rakim will remain calm
Self-esteem make me super superb and supreme
But for a microphone still I fiend
This was a tape I wasn’t supposed to break
I was supposed to wait, but let’s motivate
I want to see who can keep followin and swallowin
Takin the making, bitin it and borrowin
Brothers tried and others died to get the formula
But i’ma let ya sweat - you still ain’t warm
You a step away from frozen, stiff as if ya posin
Dig into my brain as the rhyme gets chosen
So follow me and were ya thinkin’ you were first?
Let’s travel at magnificent speeds around the universe
What could ya say as the earth gets further and further away
Planets are small as balls of clay
Astray into the milky way - world’s outasight
Far as the eye can see - not even a satellite
Now stop and turn around and look
As ya stare in the darkness, ya knowledge is took!
So keep starin soon ya suddenly see a star
You better follow it cause it’s the r
This is a lesson if ya guessin and if ya borrowin
Hurry hurry step right up and keep followin
The leader
-=-=====================================================================
I came in the door, I said it before
I never let the mic magnatize me no more
But it’s biting me, fighting me, inviting me to rhyme
I can’t hold it back, I’m looking for the line,
Taking off my coat, clearing my throat
My rhyme will be kicking it until I hit my last note
My mind’ll range to find all kinds of ideas
Self-esteem makes it seem like a thought took years to build
But still say a rhyme after the next one
Prepared, never scared, I’ll just bless one
And you know that I’m the soloist
So eric b, make ’em clap to this
I don’t bug out or chill or be acting ill
No tricks in ’86, it’s time to build
Eric b easy on the cut, no mistakes allowed
Cuz to me, mc means move the crowd
I made it easy to dance to this
But can you detect what’s coming next from the flex of the wrist
Saying indeed that I precede cuz my man made a mix
If he bleed he won’t need no band-aid to fix
If they can get some around until there’s no rhymes left
I hurry up because the cut will make ’em bleed to death
But he’s kicking it because it ain’t no half stepping
The party is live, the rhyme can’t be kept in-
Side, it needs erupting just like a volcano
It ain’t the everyday style of the same old rhyme
Because I’m better then the rest of them
Eric b is on the cut and my name is rakim
Go get a girl and get soft and warm,
Don’t get excited, you’ve been invited to a quiet storm
But now it’s out of hand cuz you told me you hate me
And then you ask what have I done lately
First you said all you want is love and affection
Let me be your angel and I’ll be your protection
Take you out, buy you all kinds of things
I must of got you too hot and burned off your wings
You caught an attitude, you need food to eat up
I’m scheming like I’m dreaming on a couch wit my feet up
You scream I’m lazy, you must be crazy
Thought I was a donut, you tried to glaze me
=========================================================================
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
+======================================================================
I was a fiend before I became a teen
I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
’cause I grabbed the mic and try to say, yes y’all!
They tried to take it, and say that I’m too small
Cool, ’cause I don’t get upset
I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet
Back to the lab ...without a mic to grab
So then I add all the rhymes I had
One after the other one, then I make another one
To dis the opposite then ask if the brother’s done
I get a craving like I fiend for nicotine
But I don’t need a cigarette, know what I mean?
I’m raging, ripping up the stage and
Don’t it sound amazing ’cause every rhyme is made and
Thought of, cuz it’s sort of...an addiction,
Magnatized by the mixing
Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, you’re stuck in
The mic is a drano, volcanoes erupting,
Rhymes overflowing, gradually growing
Everything is written in the cold, so it can coin-
Cide, my thoughts to guide,
48 tracks to slide
The invincible, microphone fiend rakim
Spread the word, ’cause I’m in
E-f-f-e-c-t
A smooth operator operating correctly,
But back to the problem, I gotta habit,
You can’t solve it, silly rabbit
The prescription is a hypertone that’s thorough when
I fiend for a microphone like herion
Soon as the bass kicks, I need a fix
Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix
And I’ll put you in a mood or is it a state of
Unawareness? beware, it’s the reanamator!
A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon
An assasinator, if the people ain’t stepping
You see a part of me that you never seen
When I’m fiending for a microphone, I’m the microphone fiend...
=========================================================
ICE-T {/B]
Under I went,I caught a case and half
He dropped the mallet,then the judge laughed
Now I'm in the penzo,chillin' like a real pro
I can't move until the man says go
A puppet of the big game,an institutional thing
I wouldn't be here if I fed my brain
Got knowledge from school books,instead of street crooks
Now all I get is penitentiary hard looks
The joint is like an oven of caged heat
You're just a number,another piece of tough meat
Killers and robbers are all you great
Act soft you will get beat
On death row they got their own hot seat
For those who feel that they are truly elite
The last thing you see's a priest
The lights dim-your life ends
Drama
================================================================
6'n the morning' police at my door
Fresh adidas squerk across the bathroom floor
Out the back window I make a escape
Don't even get a chance to grab my old school tape
Mad with no music but happy 'cause I'm free
And the streets to a player is the place to be
Gotta knot in my pocket weighin' at least a grand
Gold on my neck my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip hop beats
But just livin' in the city is a serious task
Didn't know what the cops wanted
Didn't have the time to ask
Word
====================================================
We interrupt this program with a special bulletin:
America is now under marshall law.
All constitutional rights have been suspended.
Stay in your homes.
Do not attempt to contact love ones, insurance agent or attorney.
Shut up.
Do not attempt to think or depression may accure.
Stay in your homes.
Curfew is at 7 PM sharp after work.
Anyone gaught outside of gates of their suveillance sectors after curfew
will be shot.
Remain calm, do not panic.
Your neighborhood watchofficer will be by to collect urine examples in
the morning.
Anyone gaught intefering with the collection of urine examples will be
shot.
Stay in your homes, remain calm.
The number one enemy of progress is question.
National security is more important than individual will.
All port broadcasts will proceed as normal.
No more than two people may gather anywhere without promission.
Use only the drugs described by your boss or supervisor.
Shut up, be happy.
Obey all orders without question.
The comformental mandor is now mandatory.
Be happy.
At last everything is done for you.
====================================================
Thats all so far lots o good stuff out there like PE and more.
I shit first time I heard all these.. You can see Im dating myself w these classics.
Follow me into a solo
Get in the flow - and you can picture like a photo
Music mixed mellow maintains to make
Melodies for mc’s motivates the breaks
I’m everlastin, I can go on for days and days
With rhyme displays that engrave deep as x-rays
I can take a phrase that’s rarely heard, flip it
Now it’s a daily word
I can get iller than ’nam, a killin bomb
But no alarm - rakim will remain calm
Self-esteem make me super superb and supreme
But for a microphone still I fiend
This was a tape I wasn’t supposed to break
I was supposed to wait, but let’s motivate
I want to see who can keep followin and swallowin
Takin the making, bitin it and borrowin
Brothers tried and others died to get the formula
But i’ma let ya sweat - you still ain’t warm
You a step away from frozen, stiff as if ya posin
Dig into my brain as the rhyme gets chosen
So follow me and were ya thinkin’ you were first?
Let’s travel at magnificent speeds around the universe
What could ya say as the earth gets further and further away
Planets are small as balls of clay
Astray into the milky way - world’s outasight
Far as the eye can see - not even a satellite
Now stop and turn around and look
As ya stare in the darkness, ya knowledge is took!
So keep starin soon ya suddenly see a star
You better follow it cause it’s the r
This is a lesson if ya guessin and if ya borrowin
Hurry hurry step right up and keep followin
The leader
-=-=====================================================================
I came in the door, I said it before
I never let the mic magnatize me no more
But it’s biting me, fighting me, inviting me to rhyme
I can’t hold it back, I’m looking for the line,
Taking off my coat, clearing my throat
My rhyme will be kicking it until I hit my last note
My mind’ll range to find all kinds of ideas
Self-esteem makes it seem like a thought took years to build
But still say a rhyme after the next one
Prepared, never scared, I’ll just bless one
And you know that I’m the soloist
So eric b, make ’em clap to this
I don’t bug out or chill or be acting ill
No tricks in ’86, it’s time to build
Eric b easy on the cut, no mistakes allowed
Cuz to me, mc means move the crowd
I made it easy to dance to this
But can you detect what’s coming next from the flex of the wrist
Saying indeed that I precede cuz my man made a mix
If he bleed he won’t need no band-aid to fix
If they can get some around until there’s no rhymes left
I hurry up because the cut will make ’em bleed to death
But he’s kicking it because it ain’t no half stepping
The party is live, the rhyme can’t be kept in-
Side, it needs erupting just like a volcano
It ain’t the everyday style of the same old rhyme
Because I’m better then the rest of them
Eric b is on the cut and my name is rakim
Go get a girl and get soft and warm,
Don’t get excited, you’ve been invited to a quiet storm
But now it’s out of hand cuz you told me you hate me
And then you ask what have I done lately
First you said all you want is love and affection
Let me be your angel and I’ll be your protection
Take you out, buy you all kinds of things
I must of got you too hot and burned off your wings
You caught an attitude, you need food to eat up
I’m scheming like I’m dreaming on a couch wit my feet up
You scream I’m lazy, you must be crazy
Thought I was a donut, you tried to glaze me
=========================================================================
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
+======================================================================
I was a fiend before I became a teen
I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
’cause I grabbed the mic and try to say, yes y’all!
They tried to take it, and say that I’m too small
Cool, ’cause I don’t get upset
I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet
Back to the lab ...without a mic to grab
So then I add all the rhymes I had
One after the other one, then I make another one
To dis the opposite then ask if the brother’s done
I get a craving like I fiend for nicotine
But I don’t need a cigarette, know what I mean?
I’m raging, ripping up the stage and
Don’t it sound amazing ’cause every rhyme is made and
Thought of, cuz it’s sort of...an addiction,
Magnatized by the mixing
Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, you’re stuck in
The mic is a drano, volcanoes erupting,
Rhymes overflowing, gradually growing
Everything is written in the cold, so it can coin-
Cide, my thoughts to guide,
48 tracks to slide
The invincible, microphone fiend rakim
Spread the word, ’cause I’m in
E-f-f-e-c-t
A smooth operator operating correctly,
But back to the problem, I gotta habit,
You can’t solve it, silly rabbit
The prescription is a hypertone that’s thorough when
I fiend for a microphone like herion
Soon as the bass kicks, I need a fix
Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix
And I’ll put you in a mood or is it a state of
Unawareness? beware, it’s the reanamator!
A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon
An assasinator, if the people ain’t stepping
You see a part of me that you never seen
When I’m fiending for a microphone, I’m the microphone fiend...
=========================================================
ICE-T {/B]
Under I went,I caught a case and half
He dropped the mallet,then the judge laughed
Now I'm in the penzo,chillin' like a real pro
I can't move until the man says go
A puppet of the big game,an institutional thing
I wouldn't be here if I fed my brain
Got knowledge from school books,instead of street crooks
Now all I get is penitentiary hard looks
The joint is like an oven of caged heat
You're just a number,another piece of tough meat
Killers and robbers are all you great
Act soft you will get beat
On death row they got their own hot seat
For those who feel that they are truly elite
The last thing you see's a priest
The lights dim-your life ends
Drama
================================================================
6'n the morning' police at my door
Fresh adidas squerk across the bathroom floor
Out the back window I make a escape
Don't even get a chance to grab my old school tape
Mad with no music but happy 'cause I'm free
And the streets to a player is the place to be
Gotta knot in my pocket weighin' at least a grand
Gold on my neck my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip hop beats
But just livin' in the city is a serious task
Didn't know what the cops wanted
Didn't have the time to ask
Word
====================================================
We interrupt this program with a special bulletin:
America is now under marshall law.
All constitutional rights have been suspended.
Stay in your homes.
Do not attempt to contact love ones, insurance agent or attorney.
Shut up.
Do not attempt to think or depression may accure.
Stay in your homes.
Curfew is at 7 PM sharp after work.
Anyone gaught outside of gates of their suveillance sectors after curfew
will be shot.
Remain calm, do not panic.
Your neighborhood watchofficer will be by to collect urine examples in
the morning.
Anyone gaught intefering with the collection of urine examples will be
shot.
Stay in your homes, remain calm.
The number one enemy of progress is question.
National security is more important than individual will.
All port broadcasts will proceed as normal.
No more than two people may gather anywhere without promission.
Use only the drugs described by your boss or supervisor.
Shut up, be happy.
Obey all orders without question.
The comformental mandor is now mandatory.
Be happy.
At last everything is done for you.
====================================================
Thats all so far lots o good stuff out there like PE and more.
Rakim[\b]
I shit first time I heard all these.. You can see Im dating myself w these classics.
Follow me into a solo
Get in the flow - and you can picture like a photo
Music mixed mellow maintains to make
Melodies for mc’s motivates the breaks
I’m everlastin, I can go on for days and days
With rhyme displays that engrave deep as x-rays
I can take a phrase that’s rarely heard, flip it
Now it’s a daily word
I can get iller than ’nam, a killin bomb
But no alarm - rakim will remain calm
Self-esteem make me super superb and supreme
But for a microphone still I fiend
This was a tape I wasn’t supposed to break
I was supposed to wait, but let’s motivate
I want to see who can keep followin and swallowin
Takin the making, bitin it and borrowin
Brothers tried and others died to get the formula
But i’ma let ya sweat - you still ain’t warm
You a step away from frozen, stiff as if ya posin
Dig into my brain as the rhyme gets chosen
So follow me and were ya thinkin’ you were first?
Let’s travel at magnificent speeds around the universe
What could ya say as the earth gets further and further away
Planets are small as balls of clay
Astray into the milky way - world’s outasight
Far as the eye can see - not even a satellite
Now stop and turn around and look
As ya stare in the darkness, ya knowledge is took!
So keep starin soon ya suddenly see a star
You better follow it cause it’s the r
This is a lesson if ya guessin and if ya borrowin
Hurry hurry step right up and keep followin
The leader
-=-=====================================================================
I came in the door, I said it before
I never let the mic magnatize me no more
But it’s biting me, fighting me, inviting me to rhyme
I can’t hold it back, I’m looking for the line,
Taking off my coat, clearing my throat
My rhyme will be kicking it until I hit my last note
My mind’ll range to find all kinds of ideas
Self-esteem makes it seem like a thought took years to build
But still say a rhyme after the next one
Prepared, never scared, I’ll just bless one
And you know that I’m the soloist
So eric b, make ’em clap to this
I don’t bug out or chill or be acting ill
No tricks in ’86, it’s time to build
Eric b easy on the cut, no mistakes allowed
Cuz to me, mc means move the crowd
I made it easy to dance to this
But can you detect what’s coming next from the flex of the wrist
Saying indeed that I precede cuz my man made a mix
If he bleed he won’t need no band-aid to fix
If they can get some around until there’s no rhymes left
I hurry up because the cut will make ’em bleed to death
But he’s kicking it because it ain’t no half stepping
The party is live, the rhyme can’t be kept in-
Side, it needs erupting just like a volcano
It ain’t the everyday style of the same old rhyme
Because I’m better then the rest of them
Eric b is on the cut and my name is rakim
Go get a girl and get soft and warm,
Don’t get excited, you’ve been invited to a quiet storm
But now it’s out of hand cuz you told me you hate me
And then you ask what have I done lately
First you said all you want is love and affection
Let me be your angel and I’ll be your protection
Take you out, buy you all kinds of things
I must of got you too hot and burned off your wings
You caught an attitude, you need food to eat up
I’m scheming like I’m dreaming on a couch wit my feet up
You scream I’m lazy, you must be crazy
Thought I was a donut, you tried to glaze me
=========================================================================
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
+======================================================================
I was a fiend before I became a teen
I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
’cause I grabbed the mic and try to say, yes y’all!
They tried to take it, and say that I’m too small
Cool, ’cause I don’t get upset
I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet
Back to the lab ...without a mic to grab
So then I add all the rhymes I had
One after the other one, then I make another one
To dis the opposite then ask if the brother’s done
I get a craving like I fiend for nicotine
But I don’t need a cigarette, know what I mean?
I’m raging, ripping up the stage and
Don’t it sound amazing ’cause every rhyme is made and
Thought of, cuz it’s sort of...an addiction,
Magnatized by the mixing
Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, you’re stuck in
The mic is a drano, volcanoes erupting,
Rhymes overflowing, gradually growing
Everything is written in the cold, so it can coin-
Cide, my thoughts to guide,
48 tracks to slide
The invincible, microphone fiend rakim
Spread the word, ’cause I’m in
E-f-f-e-c-t
A smooth operator operating correctly,
But back to the problem, I gotta habit,
You can’t solve it, silly rabbit
The prescription is a hypertone that’s thorough when
I fiend for a microphone like herion
Soon as the bass kicks, I need a fix
Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix
And I’ll put you in a mood or is it a state of
Unawareness? beware, it’s the reanamator!
A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon
An assasinator, if the people ain’t stepping
You see a part of me that you never seen
When I’m fiending for a microphone, I’m the microphone fiend...
=========================================================
ICE-T {/B]
Under I went,I caught a case and half
He dropped the mallet,then the judge laughed
Now I'm in the penzo,chillin' like a real pro
I can't move until the man says go
A puppet of the big game,an institutional thing
I wouldn't be here if I fed my brain
Got knowledge from school books,instead of street crooks
Now all I get is penitentiary hard looks
The joint is like an oven of caged heat
You're just a number,another piece of tough meat
Killers and robbers are all you great
Act soft you will get beat
On death row they got their own hot seat
For those who feel that they are truly elite
The last thing you see's a priest
The lights dim-your life ends
Drama
================================================================
6'n the morning' police at my door
Fresh adidas squerk across the bathroom floor
Out the back window I make a escape
Don't even get a chance to grab my old school tape
Mad with no music but happy 'cause I'm free
And the streets to a player is the place to be
Gotta knot in my pocket weighin' at least a grand
Gold on my neck my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip hop beats
But just livin' in the city is a serious task
Didn't know what the cops wanted
Didn't have the time to ask
Word
====================================================
We interrupt this program with a special bulletin:
America is now under marshall law.
All constitutional rights have been suspended.
Stay in your homes.
Do not attempt to contact love ones, insurance agent or attorney.
Shut up.
Do not attempt to think or depression may accure.
Stay in your homes.
Curfew is at 7 PM sharp after work.
Anyone gaught outside of gates of their suveillance sectors after curfew
will be shot.
Remain calm, do not panic.
Your neighborhood watchofficer will be by to collect urine examples in
the morning.
Anyone gaught intefering with the collection of urine examples will be
shot.
Stay in your homes, remain calm.
The number one enemy of progress is question.
National security is more important than individual will.
All port broadcasts will proceed as normal.
No more than two people may gather anywhere without promission.
Use only the drugs described by your boss or supervisor.
Shut up, be happy.
Obey all orders without question.
The comformental mandor is now mandatory.
Be happy.
At last everything is done for you.
====================================================
Thats all so far lots o good stuff out there like PE and more.
I shit first time I heard all these.. You can see Im dating myself w these classics.
Follow me into a solo
Get in the flow - and you can picture like a photo
Music mixed mellow maintains to make
Melodies for mc’s motivates the breaks
I’m everlastin, I can go on for days and days
With rhyme displays that engrave deep as x-rays
I can take a phrase that’s rarely heard, flip it
Now it’s a daily word
I can get iller than ’nam, a killin bomb
But no alarm - rakim will remain calm
Self-esteem make me super superb and supreme
But for a microphone still I fiend
This was a tape I wasn’t supposed to break
I was supposed to wait, but let’s motivate
I want to see who can keep followin and swallowin
Takin the making, bitin it and borrowin
Brothers tried and others died to get the formula
But i’ma let ya sweat - you still ain’t warm
You a step away from frozen, stiff as if ya posin
Dig into my brain as the rhyme gets chosen
So follow me and were ya thinkin’ you were first?
Let’s travel at magnificent speeds around the universe
What could ya say as the earth gets further and further away
Planets are small as balls of clay
Astray into the milky way - world’s outasight
Far as the eye can see - not even a satellite
Now stop and turn around and look
As ya stare in the darkness, ya knowledge is took!
So keep starin soon ya suddenly see a star
You better follow it cause it’s the r
This is a lesson if ya guessin and if ya borrowin
Hurry hurry step right up and keep followin
The leader
-=-=====================================================================
I came in the door, I said it before
I never let the mic magnatize me no more
But it’s biting me, fighting me, inviting me to rhyme
I can’t hold it back, I’m looking for the line,
Taking off my coat, clearing my throat
My rhyme will be kicking it until I hit my last note
My mind’ll range to find all kinds of ideas
Self-esteem makes it seem like a thought took years to build
But still say a rhyme after the next one
Prepared, never scared, I’ll just bless one
And you know that I’m the soloist
So eric b, make ’em clap to this
I don’t bug out or chill or be acting ill
No tricks in ’86, it’s time to build
Eric b easy on the cut, no mistakes allowed
Cuz to me, mc means move the crowd
I made it easy to dance to this
But can you detect what’s coming next from the flex of the wrist
Saying indeed that I precede cuz my man made a mix
If he bleed he won’t need no band-aid to fix
If they can get some around until there’s no rhymes left
I hurry up because the cut will make ’em bleed to death
But he’s kicking it because it ain’t no half stepping
The party is live, the rhyme can’t be kept in-
Side, it needs erupting just like a volcano
It ain’t the everyday style of the same old rhyme
Because I’m better then the rest of them
Eric b is on the cut and my name is rakim
Go get a girl and get soft and warm,
Don’t get excited, you’ve been invited to a quiet storm
But now it’s out of hand cuz you told me you hate me
And then you ask what have I done lately
First you said all you want is love and affection
Let me be your angel and I’ll be your protection
Take you out, buy you all kinds of things
I must of got you too hot and burned off your wings
You caught an attitude, you need food to eat up
I’m scheming like I’m dreaming on a couch wit my feet up
You scream I’m lazy, you must be crazy
Thought I was a donut, you tried to glaze me
=========================================================================
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
+======================================================================
I was a fiend before I became a teen
I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
’cause I grabbed the mic and try to say, yes y’all!
They tried to take it, and say that I’m too small
Cool, ’cause I don’t get upset
I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet
Back to the lab ...without a mic to grab
So then I add all the rhymes I had
One after the other one, then I make another one
To dis the opposite then ask if the brother’s done
I get a craving like I fiend for nicotine
But I don’t need a cigarette, know what I mean?
I’m raging, ripping up the stage and
Don’t it sound amazing ’cause every rhyme is made and
Thought of, cuz it’s sort of...an addiction,
Magnatized by the mixing
Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, you’re stuck in
The mic is a drano, volcanoes erupting,
Rhymes overflowing, gradually growing
Everything is written in the cold, so it can coin-
Cide, my thoughts to guide,
48 tracks to slide
The invincible, microphone fiend rakim
Spread the word, ’cause I’m in
E-f-f-e-c-t
A smooth operator operating correctly,
But back to the problem, I gotta habit,
You can’t solve it, silly rabbit
The prescription is a hypertone that’s thorough when
I fiend for a microphone like herion
Soon as the bass kicks, I need a fix
Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix
And I’ll put you in a mood or is it a state of
Unawareness? beware, it’s the reanamator!
A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon
An assasinator, if the people ain’t stepping
You see a part of me that you never seen
When I’m fiending for a microphone, I’m the microphone fiend...
=========================================================
ICE-T {/B]
Under I went,I caught a case and half
He dropped the mallet,then the judge laughed
Now I'm in the penzo,chillin' like a real pro
I can't move until the man says go
A puppet of the big game,an institutional thing
I wouldn't be here if I fed my brain
Got knowledge from school books,instead of street crooks
Now all I get is penitentiary hard looks
The joint is like an oven of caged heat
You're just a number,another piece of tough meat
Killers and robbers are all you great
Act soft you will get beat
On death row they got their own hot seat
For those who feel that they are truly elite
The last thing you see's a priest
The lights dim-your life ends
Drama
================================================================
6'n the morning' police at my door
Fresh adidas squerk across the bathroom floor
Out the back window I make a escape
Don't even get a chance to grab my old school tape
Mad with no music but happy 'cause I'm free
And the streets to a player is the place to be
Gotta knot in my pocket weighin' at least a grand
Gold on my neck my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip hop beats
But just livin' in the city is a serious task
Didn't know what the cops wanted
Didn't have the time to ask
Word
====================================================
We interrupt this program with a special bulletin:
America is now under marshall law.
All constitutional rights have been suspended.
Stay in your homes.
Do not attempt to contact love ones, insurance agent or attorney.
Shut up.
Do not attempt to think or depression may accure.
Stay in your homes.
Curfew is at 7 PM sharp after work.
Anyone gaught outside of gates of their suveillance sectors after curfew
will be shot.
Remain calm, do not panic.
Your neighborhood watchofficer will be by to collect urine examples in
the morning.
Anyone gaught intefering with the collection of urine examples will be
shot.
Stay in your homes, remain calm.
The number one enemy of progress is question.
National security is more important than individual will.
All port broadcasts will proceed as normal.
No more than two people may gather anywhere without promission.
Use only the drugs described by your boss or supervisor.
Shut up, be happy.
Obey all orders without question.
The comformental mandor is now mandatory.
Be happy.
At last everything is done for you.
====================================================
Thats all so far lots o good stuff out there like PE and more.
It ain't hard to tell, I excel, then prevail
The mic is contacted, I attract clientele
My mic check is life or death, breathin a sniper's breath
I exhale the yellow smoke of buddha through righteous steps
Deep like The Shinin', sparkle like a diamond
Sneak a uzi on the island in my army jacket linin
Hit the Earth like a comet, invasion
Nas is like the Afrocentric Asian, half-man, half-amazin
Cause in my physical, I can express through song
Delete stress like Motrin, then extend strong
I drank Moet with Medusa, give her shotguns in hell
From the spliff that I lift and inhale, it ain't hard to tell
***NAS****
The mic is contacted, I attract clientele
My mic check is life or death, breathin a sniper's breath
I exhale the yellow smoke of buddha through righteous steps
Deep like The Shinin', sparkle like a diamond
Sneak a uzi on the island in my army jacket linin
Hit the Earth like a comet, invasion
Nas is like the Afrocentric Asian, half-man, half-amazin
Cause in my physical, I can express through song
Delete stress like Motrin, then extend strong
I drank Moet with Medusa, give her shotguns in hell
From the spliff that I lift and inhale, it ain't hard to tell
***NAS****