MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
rakim - when i m flowin
Yes yes y'all, check it out y'all (repeat 2X)
Chorus: Rakim
(Yo) I find a show, rhyme til it's time to go
I'm designed to blow, my mind's inclined to flow
Yo, my M.O., makin all kind of dough
From the info that Rakim show, y'know?
Verse One: Rakim
Yes yes y'all, I still fiend by any means
to flow, and I go through extremes don't intervene
My adventures show like a three dimensional screen
Cause I mention many things and I'm presentin many scenes
Guess I'm telegraphic, motions energentic
Better tell em forget it, cause I'm telekinetic
Crowds is screamin, I choke the mic and keep squeezin
Styles seemin like I used a thousand words without breathin
Bustin techs like Russian Roulette I doubt you win
Freestyles like hand grenades without the pin
Composin, then leave the mic full of corrosion
Don't test this, or best to expects this explosion
At shows I spit flows with seven deadly venoms
Killin syllables with poisonous synonyms in em
Ideas is blowin, mics is blowin
from what I'm showin, see it, I keep it goin when I'm flowin
Chorus
Verse Two: Rakim
When I'm flowin, theoretically speakin like a drummer
I take you through the streets to the parks in the summer
or illustrate, a time and place you never been in
and make you focus on the future after seein the beginning
And my style wilds, like Miles on the trumpet
Volume dial was kind of low, need to pump it
Up another notch turn the dial til it stops
More watts you got, more things to watch
Third eye's wide open, you're focused on the theory
Keep scopin til you hear me, words is spoken clearly
It's no smokescreens on the scenes that I'm showin
Man I keep it goin, damn I keep it flowin
Chorus 2X
Verse Three: Rakim
Two pages cause panic, freestyles is frantic
Thoughts is organic, flow is aerodynamic
Mic is volcanic, rhymes spread across the planet
I send out the scribe now the vibes gigantic
Now, I'm internationally known, mental capacities blown
I hope your microphone's accident prone
Raw footage is shown, but only showin scenes of my own
Leavin your periphereal vision in a zone
But not the twilight, from the insight that I write
and recite, in my mic'll be bright, cause I like
the night glowin, it's out of sight when I'm showin
Man I keep it goin, damn I keep it flowin
Chorus 2X
Verse Four: Rakim
Yo, accurate tactics "Make Em Clap to This"
When I "Move the Crowd", my "Rhythm" still don't miss
Breeze through melodies cause "It's Been A Long Time"
My "Lyrics" is "Fury" and rappers hate to hear me rhyme
Every antidote that I quote, is "No Joke"
Nobody's smilin "In The Ghetto" from the notes I wrote
My high techniques wreck and disrepect beats
Have you "Follow-in The Leader" up and down the streets
So "Kick Along" as I rip a song with pull
As the rhyme goes on I get "Paid In Full"
It's Rakim, I'm indicatin rhymes for the showin
Check it out y'all, I keep it goin when I'm flowin
Chorus 2X
Straight up, Rakim Allah the Fiend of the Microphone still flowin
You know? One love to ? comin through your livin room soon, straight up
?, one love
The whole tri-state, one love
Rakim Allah baby, y'know?
rakim - how i get down
[rakim]
Before the dough came, my whole aim, was blow like propane
Control the whole domain, and then show no shame
Make rappers go ? and they so lame, playin with no game
Put em on the lil plane til they can?t claim no fame
I got, the range, better, stay in the slow lane
I make the flow change from hurricanes to a slow rain
Your thoughts are so plane, I rearrange your whole frame
Until my whole name grow out your brain like rogaine
Letter by letter, I put words together
Once merged, apart never, they be heard forever
And then I grab a pen and stab him in his abdomen
And smash him in, throw his mic like a javelin
Then I explain verses, that remain on the surface
At times it get deep, but I never defeat the purpose
Never go out, to go the dough route, forever hold out
I never sold out, for any amount, no doubt
Chorus: rakim (repeat 2x)
That?s how I get down, so tell me how you like that
I hit the town, hold it down on a tight track
I start a party now - everybody like rap
Haters are mad cause they gave the r the mic back
[rakim]
I like to hang where e?rythang seem to happen at (y?know? )
It?s ra?s habitat, I?m like that czar arafat
And yes I have a gat, snap like a israeli
A terrorist I never miss blowin up kids daily
I step to writers, and let my virus hurt the closest
I?m sick as hepatitis and worse than tuberculosis
Pull out a pen, like a grenade, and drop it quick
I strike again and i?ma get paid, exotic shit
You know the God ra be, hot as the mojave
Swing like king usabi, my posse be kamikaze
On the corners like I?m homeless and i, don?t know where home is
The bonus, is where the next open microphone is
Me and my team, vision like a radar screen
Intervene and yo, cut the mic off, cause ra fiend
To show the whole world some of the things I seen
Then blow it up, like edi amin, yaknahmean?
Chorus
[rakim]
I do a thang thang, I write the songs they sing
Make sure that they swing, from new york to beijing
Put your thoughts in the sling and your brain is gangrene
Pull in the ring, repeatin and sayin the same thing
Xerox, zero, no match, you ditto
Copy machine, couldn?t reprint my ? ?
My new style, that I produce now?s beyond two-thou?
I knew how, since a juvenile, to make a ka-pow
When the night?s fallin, I can hear the mic callin
I like ballin, I cut back like mic jordan
This is for y?all while I?m spittin literatures
Lyrics?ll ball like allen iverson dribble the ball
They hopeless - whoever approaches my high explosives
My vision sadicious, and freestyle?s ferocious
I wrote this, words flew over my head like a locust
I turned the beat up, sat back, and stayed focused
Chorus
rakim - take the train
Rakim:
Calling all rugrats (3x)
Please come in rugrats
Take it to the maximum
Take it to the max (8x)
Rakim:
All in together lets make a game
We can all win if we play the same
Whoever gets caught got to take the blame
We gon? take the train, take the train
Take it to the maximum (3x)
Rakim: take it to the maximum
Rakim:
The trains been highjacked on track and never come back
The express, the last stop is where the funs at
I got my friends, a car full of hostages
To the destination, they?ll be lots of kids
Enough said, take it full steam ahead
I give extreme direction to the team of fed
We ain?t a breeze, once we hit top speed they gonna panic
But it?s aerodynamic
Scream across the planet
Engines go against a airforce wind
Adrenaline, make sure the trail of force won?t end
The third rail prevails
We don?t pretend to spin
Next questions is when will the fun begin
What will we get there, double the kicks
Hurry up because we can get in trouble for this
Speeding the rugrat?s and them we have to come
Take it to the maximum
All in together lets make a game
We can all win if we play the same
Whoever gets caught got to take the blame
We gon? take the train, take the train
Take it to the maximum (3x)
Come on
Rakim: take it to the maximum (2x)
Rakim:
Keep it moving, is this the fastest this thing can go? (no)
Did we lose them?
Speed it up we?re going too slow, where?s the turbo button at? (right here
I?ma push it)
Anymore juice that can boost the blow,
Stand back give me that, i?ma play a game
Let?s see who can gain on the runaway train
Everything is real so I know I?ll win
While you wish you could, I know I can
It?s action pack, I was meant for this
High energy and adventurous
Look around we?re going faster than the speed of sound
Anymore faster and we?ll leave the ground
Day designed, outlined the curve
We zig-and-zag till we start to swerve
Speeding the rugrat?s and them we have to come
Take it to the maximum
All in together lets make a game
We can all win if we play the same
Whoever gets caught got to take the blame
We gon? take the train, take the train
Take it to the maximum (3x)
Rakim: take it to the maximum (2x)
Rakim:
Yo, yo, take it to the maximum, yaknahmean?
And right now I want to give a major shout out to my little peoples
To otis, arlo, gabby, little jamie, jerdy, jay, justin, jared
Danny saber:
Ruby, brandon, cory, donny, tyler, jake, lucy, medio
Rakim:
To little people?s
Tymel, destiny, and jabbar
One love, get your rugrat on.
Yaknahmean
Peace
Take it to the maximum
Take it to the maximum (5x)
rakim - waiting for the world to end
[rakim]
Yeah, it?s the God rakim
Word up, I?m blazin this out to all my comrades
Yanamean? from the slums of new york, to the gutters all over the world
This is for y?all....
Through my travels I try to take righteous steps
Because right or left could mean life or death
No matter how trife it get, my sights is set
But it?s twice the threat when the ? nights is death?
My mental windows refuse to close, they get exposed
To the neighborhood info where the poison wind blows
A deadly plague spreadin negativity, viciously
Unto every city be in ghetto misery
Don?t let it get to me, the writer be left to die
But it get mesmerize if it catch your eye
Shines enormous, from pure revered kool?s and garments
But it?s torment, jealousy drug wars or warring
Tallying, slowly turnin into barbarians
More scary when the whole boulevard?s carryin
Livin in the world of sin, my ghetto girls and men
Waiting for the world to end
[chorus] 2x
Tryin to paint a perfect picture and excel
In case you didn?t know
Never movin backwards [rakim]
Complicated [rakim]
Know what I mean? [rakim]
I see destruc-tion, even little kids trust none
They bust guns, that?s what they get a rush from
When I see em, we build and have a real discussion
Yo ra, what?s the jewel of the day? what up, son
You got ambition? shorty said, man listen
I got demands for livin, can?t stand division
Make grands on my mission, till everything glisten
Women in the expedition, no plans for prison
In a vision the city get, 2 milleni g
Sittin in my msc sippin hennesy
Gettin high, and watch life pass me by
So I asked him why, wit a fast reply
He said I?m livin just to die without any feelings
So I wait here for my maker till it?s time to go
Wit this dime I know
Wit all of her girls and all of my mens
Waitin for the world to end
Chorus 2x
Shorty was taught to keep his head to the sky, and never cry
But the streets left him to die, now it?s death in his eye
Livin a sin of hitmen, a sinister grin
From be-ginning to end, in it to win
Evil rebels, doin what we doin in the ghetto
Thinkin if we was thorough we can deceive the devil
You can?t win, your life be end, try again
Shorty said, why we born again to die again?
That?s what I said when I realized I had a gift
To uplift and be one of allah?s advocates
Teach the youth and speak the truth
Show em what peace can do when ? ill? reach for you
And my reward won?t be jewels or cheese, it?s even better
I can be one of the greatest mc?s ever
If I tell em they intelligent women and great men
And live, stop waitin for the world to end
Chorus 2x
I?m ragin, rippin up the stage an?
Don?t it sound amazin, know what I mean? [rakim]
Don?t it sound amazin, know what I mean?
Rakim
rakim - finest ones
Where the ladies at?
Clarkworld baby
Uh, uh
(4x)
It?s the r baby
It?s the God baby
(1st verse)
I got rhymes I love to bust looking for a club to rush
It?s like thugs will rush the illustrious
We all love to touch the voluptuous
It?s a must that we lust, plus we love to crush
Women pose, from timberland?s to feminine clothes
Check there portfolios and put?em in centerfolds
Pen explode, draw crowds respond re-el
I stay calm as hell surrounded by bombshells
Careful as I get near?em, stand near and compare?em
Or all girl heirem, I?m the man with the serum
Assets, probably dressed but still bear?em
It seem like they wear?em, just for me to tear?em
In quakes I see more things shake then spring break
It?s like a dream state, perfect shape same date
You got a lot to give and look how hot it is, you so provocative
And it?s your prerogative. baby bounce.
(chorus)
Ladies, nothing but the finest ones
The lavishist ones, the ain?t hard to findest ones
From the boldest to the shy-ist ones
Which city got the livest ones
New york, l.a., atlanta, v.a., miami, d.c., tell me!
(2nd verse)
Bon jour, baby here go my brochure
Give me a phone call, I?ll show you the whole store
It?s so raw, I?ll have your world in all
You wanna know how much the whole package go for?
My spectactale, like a festival, it?s majestical, special guest for you
Ready to party hard the party?s in yards to the mardygraud
Rap say on?s, please give you a body massage
Rock jams, have you hot in your pants and nasty
Forbidden dance with me? or tickle your there see
Let ra take you on a ron day vue
Couple of days will do if it?s o.k. with you
Deserted isle style middle of winter with no bed
I?ll comfort you like you were jennifer lopez
You get what you deserve if I said we swerve
I?ll hit more than nerve and that?s my every word. baby bounce.
(chorus)
Ladies, nothing but the finest ones
The lavishist ones, the ain?t hard to findest ones
From the boldest to the shy-ist ones
Which city got the livest ones
Houston, philly
Ladies, nothing but the finest ones
The lavishist ones, the ain?t hard to findest ones
From the boldest to the shy-ist ones
Which city got the livest ones
(3rd verse)
Baby you wake up the next day laungary negligee
Give you a sex ex-ray before we catch the rays
Let?s blaze a lot more games left to play
While you still amazed from yesterday?s escapades
Steadily show my pedigree so thoroughly to the b-o-n-e like chemotherapy
Sex and triple x you ready to wed next, relax baby you need plenty of bed rest
You?ve been a passenger of a high speed crash with a wild style fashioner
Dark skinned ambassador, chiropractor with a passion
For smashin? your ass like a cardiovascular massacre.
You?ve be through shock heading at your cu-wop
Body?so hot, you need a shot from your new doc.
With better cures where?s it sore I?ll wetter more.
And let it pour from her to head to her peticular?s, baby bounce.
(chorus)
Ladies, nothing but the finest ones
The lavishist ones, the ain?t hard to findest ones
From the boldest to the shy-ist ones
Which city got the livest ones
Detroit, san fran
Ladies, nothing but the finest ones
The lavishist ones, the ain?t hard to findest ones
From the boldest to the shy-ist ones
Which city got the livest ones
Chi-town, boston
(chorus)
Ladies, nothing but the finest ones
The lavishist ones, the ain?t hard to findest ones
From the boldest to the shy-ist ones
Which city got the livest ones
Cleveland, b-more
Ladies, nothing but the finest ones
The lavishist ones, the ain?t hard to findest ones
From the boldest to the shy-ist ones
Which city got the livest ones
Orlando, n.o.
What! brooklyn, uptown, queens, bronx, l.i., staten island,
N.j., what! connecticut, can?t forget y?all,
Girls everywhere, ha ha
Girls, girls, girls, girls
Uh,uh hu
Dedicated to the ladies from rakim the god
And clark the world, you heard! what!
rakim - flow forever
[rakim]
Aiyyo.. what?s goin on?
The mic lebanon teflon don..
I?m back baby
The year of the 9?s
And i?ma have to make these motherfuckers a offer they can?t refuse
Y?know?
Ha, what?s goin on? yo c?mon, you know it?s on
I wrote a song, test my flow on the autobahn
Make sure the force is right, I floss all night
Get off the mic it?ll smoke like an exhaust pipe
Keep em in the lie-bury, studyin my theory
Ra theory get translated in swahili
From the lands as far as zanzibar
They understand the r, the man allah
It?s obvious why the copiers, they copy this
Soon as my data processes y2k they floppy disk
Now who the hottest is? how can it not be this?
Baby who the cockiest? papi is? gracias
Aiyyo, this be so, magnifico
Even my, typical, style difficult
Make a crowd go wild when I rip a show
Better stand back, this?ll blow, you didn?t know?
Chorus: rakim
They show me love when I?m come through
Yo any club that I come to
I hit a microphone check one two
And they know what I wanna do - flow forever
[rakim]
You ever witness rapport like this before?
It?s cause y?all kiss the floor, say this my lord
It?s the chosen one, with the golden tongue
Flow for the old and young when I?m holdin one
In the front row sitty, we show no pity
Where kids get jiggy and girls are so pretty
The wanderer, back from casablanca
To stomp all, what next for ra the conqueror
So let?s go, the best show will explode
No dress codes, they just pose in they best clothes
Girls get exposed when I show my rap expo
Will there be a next episode? I guess so
Those that halved out, wanted to have clout
What they mad about? must be a cash route
Mc?s switch they style from they last bout
And I bet soon as they hear this they spaz out
Chorus 2x
[rakim]
Wherever rakim go, it?s the God temple
It?s simple, my m.o., no problemo
Been all over the map, even know where hell is at
I did the welcome mat, and then welcome back
My flow is raw, they treat me like mr. know-it-all
They want me to show em all my brand new protocol
Excuse-a-moi, I make a move for ra
You ain?t soupin ra, save the hoop-a-la
Let me find out you rhymed out designed out
Pullin dimes out then climb out, for time out
I?m at the free throw, playin ball, or cee-lo, I keep dough
Reloaded like carlito, incognito
I be so, low key, women get nosy
I do a show they wanna go see to get to know me
In the front row seat they cosy
Thinkin I?m givin them the bo-bo-bee until they o.d.
Chorus 4x
rakim - guess who s back
Once again back is the incredible chuck d
Yeah, yeah
It?s the return of the wild style fashionist
Smashin hits, make it hard to adapt to this
Put pizazz and jazz in this, and cash in this
Mastered this, flash this and make em clap to this
Dj?s throw on cuts and obey the crowd
Just pump the volume up, and play it loud
Hip-hop?s embedded, before I said I wouldn?t let it
But me and the microphone is still magnetic
Straight off the top, I knew I?d be forced to rock
Dancefloors just stop, the spot?s scorchin hot
Hoping I open rakim allah seminars
Massage at the bar smokin ten dollar cigars
While I admire midas, with more vision than tv?s
I find it easy catchin diabetes from fly sweeties
Sit back and wait to hear a slammin track
Rockin jams by popular demand, I?m back
*chorus*
I control the crowd, you know I hold it down
When it drop you know it?s jiggy when you hear the sound
From town to town, until it?s world reknowned
And I rock new york city all year around
Check it out
It?s on so you can swerve when it?s heard in clubs
Thought patterns displayed on persian rugs
Equations are drawn up in paisley form
Mic it stay warm, my flow is evian
Deep as a nautilus, you stay dipped in ra style
From the shores of long island to panama canal
Intellect pitches new trends like a clothes designer
I?m in effect, quicker than medicines in china
Split the mic open fill it with somethin potent to go in
And take a toke then, mental planes start floatin
Hot science is smokin altitudes cause chokin
Product is hypnotic you?re soakin and still smokin
Showin better scenes than grams of amphetamines
Plans to scheme, means I?ll forever fiend
Long as the mic is loud and the volume is pumpin
I?ma move crowds to 2000
*chorus*
Yo, my rhymes and lyrics, find spirits like a seance
Since fat cray-ons, I write and display chaos
My plan is damage, the diagram to where the jam
I take advantage, until the crowd go bananas
What a rush I hear cuts then I lust to touch
Microphones get clutched by the illustrious
Word spread I inherited, many ways to say the unsaid
Born with three 7?s in my head
In time no one can seem to blow your mind as far as this
To find you?ll need philosophers and anthropologists
Astrologists, professors from your smartest colleges
With knowledge of scholarships, when ra be droppin this
Some of the things I know, will be in your next bible
When I die go bury me and my notebook in cairo
With the great God from egypt manifest was write rhymes
Align with the stars, I come back to bless the mic
*chorus* 2x
Once again, back is the incredible --> chuck d
Word up, rakim allah the microphone fiend is back, yaknahmean?
Rakim allah --> rakim
Till death do us part
Once again, back is the incredible --> chuck d
It?s on
Rakim allah --> rakim
*cd sample, *ra sample in sequence to 3:50
Once again back is the incredible
The incredible, the incredible
The incredible...
Once again back is the incredible
Rhyme animal, the incredible... --> chuck d
rakim - heat it up
(take that microphone from that kid and heat it up)
I keep the mic hot, I heat it up kid
I keep the mic hot, I heat it up (x2)
Mic check y?all
Then throw it to the floor
The crowd wanted more so I came in the door
The great rakim, papermates to the pen
Knowledge is born and the light strikes again
Elements burst and gave birth to the first
Get the pen from the nurse and hook the mic up first
When it absolutely positively has to be there on time
I deliver a rhyme
The heckler of hip hop, hop to this one
I got more kid, they hate to miss one
Style got jazz and the crowd?s out of control
Cause I?ve got the mic and I?ve got the soul
New york?s own microphone technician
Thoughts?ll give ?em visions
Style?ll make you listen
Devastates the ear, my opponents can?t see me
I gave ?em directions, but wrote it in graffiti
But they wanna know my m.o. ease back though
They want the exact flow, then study my steelo
Sketch the skit, but they still can?t see what I did
I heat the mic up kid
I keep the mic hot, I heat it up kid
I keep the mic hot, I heat it up (x4)
Then I explode with a song with a original form
Or I?ll perform it at high mode, they want the code
Destroyed the blueprints and documents and hits
Crews been, um, looking for clues ever since
Beats start brewing up, rhymes is rough
Stages and microphones self-destruct
And when you thought you had the format down pat
You get kicked back to the doormat with that
Cause I?ve got a high tech style with know-how
Select the file watch the crowd go wild
Bad beats to bless the females? finesse
Points shot stress causing cardiac arrest
Mics too hot for you to told in your hands
Now they sell ?em with fifteen fans and mic stands
Mine still overheats, if you touch it you can see what I did
I heat the mic up kid
I keep the mic hot, I heat it up kid
I keep the mic hot, I heat it up (x4)
If his opponents?ll run a rap, tell ?em ease back
I?ve got a knapsack with hip hop attacks
Stacks of artifacts, formats in the act
Tracks after macs, and you can?t relax
Rakim?s equipped with penmanship
Left my penmate, I could graduate from penn state
I could take any trade and make a high grade
Even get extra credit when the rhyme?s displayed
As soon as I manifest, they cheat off my test
Surround my desk and then stress the progress
But they miss the point, forget the skit
I?ll bust your lip if you rip the script
Brother?s ain?t cool and i?mma smoke up the room
And I?ve got a crew called the last platoon
Figure it out kid, problems coming
Emcees are running cause I?m the gunman
Extremely dangerous I bust rhymes into the crowd
And watch ?em all scream out loud
Aw man, and then I slam like a batteram
Ra got the plan with your favorite jam
I keep the mic hot, I heat it up kid
I keep the mic hot, I heat it up (x4)
The last platoon
Rakim
You know what I mean?
And I?m out
rakim - i know you got soul
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)
rakim - it s a must
(1st verse)
If I lay low and let the day go it?ll slow my payroll
Aye-yo I?m a terrorize charge and slay shows
Ra slay flows go as far as the barbados
On the turntable sound like tornadoes
My style is performed like tropical storms
Your not to get on the whole spot will get torn
I keep the metropolitan hollering and bring the dollars in
Keep the models following wise as king solomon
Come slow through the jungle like an animal
Invade any land I go like general hannibal
From long island to queens light up the new york scenes
All the way to new orleans and everything in between
Left to go bless a show in mexico
Next thing I know it?s extra cold I see eskimo?s
Time to rock get it hot soon as I get in there
Spit in they ear so flow they froze and I disappear
(chorus)(2x)
It?s a must that I bust any mic that you hand to me
It?s inherited it runs in the family
(2nd verse)
They said I was a head of my time or either here before
To see the idea clear it takes a year or more
Now times that by the years I reign straight-seven
No hear for four years still multiplied by eleven
The silence?s a set back make em regret that
One way to get back is violence and wet cats
But hold your head black or I?ll never rap again
Just when I thought I was out they pulled me back in
Now that was two years ago and if cats start interfering
Then I?m a go back to the gat and racketeering
My sabotage is camaflouge and espionage
You ain?t havin ra so don?t test the god
I?m takin? all orders I can?t afford extorters
I hit em in the head with a hundred dollars in quarters
So warn a friend tell em it?s on again
If it?s a freestyle bust in a park I want in
(chorus)(2x)
It?s a must that I bust any mic that you hand to me
It?s inherited it runs in the family
(3rd verse)
I managed to get paid for a decade now add three years on to that
Perform with a knack yes I was born to rap
The mic lebanon teflon don is back
I strike with better bombs and armed to attack
So reload the van go ahead let em in
Every tours a war and I?m on the road again
Suprise a town the place it?s live and loud
We vibin? now I go wild and dive in the crowd
Never hit the ground they catch me and carry me around
Then put me right back on stage to shut it down
From new york to cali, japan and i-tali
I?m known as the microphone muhammad ali
I?m worldwide my brothers be biggin? me up
Keep the girls occupied lovin? diggin? me what
Ain?t around when I come to town they mad glad
Like saddaam they even say I?m the bomb in baghdad
(chorus)(4x)
It?s a must that I bust any mic that you hand to me
It?s inherited it runs in the family
rakim - it s been a long time
{dj premier cuts early eric b. & rakim records}
It?s been a long time..
It?s been a long time..
It?s been a long time..
It?s been a long time..
.. rakim, the microphone soloist
[rakim]
Follow procedures, the crowd couldn?t wait to see this
Nobody been this long awaited since jesus
Who wouldn?t believe this - I heard the word on the street is
I?m still one of the deepest on the mic since adidas
They said I changed the times from the rhymes that I thought of
So I made some more to put the new world in order
With mathematics, put your status above the average
And help you rappers, make paragraphs with graphics
Cause new days is dawnin, new ways of peformin
Brainstormin, I write and watch the night turn to mornin
On and on and, I got the whole world respondin
Rock, I keep it hot and blow the spot without warnin
The emperor, well known for, inventin a sentence
Full of adventure, turnin up the temperature
Rush with adrenaline, how long has it been again
To be in the state of mind that rakim is in?
{dj premier cuts early eric b. & rakim records}
It?s been a long time..
.. rakim, the microphone soloist
It?s been a long time..
It?s been a long time..
.. rakim
[rakim]
When I?m out proppin - either, hangin or shoppin
People see me stop and ask me when the album droppin
The wait is over, in-formation like a soldier
Like I told ya, greater stronger, now that I?m older
I broke the, code of silence with overloads of talents
My only challenge, is not to explode in violence
I?m asiatic, and blazin microphones a habit
At least once durin the course of a day, it?s automatic
In ghetto apparel, mind of a egyptian pharoah
Far from shallow, thoughts travel like an arrow
Allah?s monotony, so far they can?t stop me
You know, ra want property like mumar khadafi
More thoughts than bibles, recital - taught disciples
A sawed off mic, so words scatter like a rifle
Thoughts that?s trifle, I?m bustin these for you
Aiyyo, technical difficulties is through
{dj premier cuts early eric b. & rakim records}
It?s been a long time..
.. rakim, the microphone soloist
It?s been a long time..
.. rakim, the microphone soloist
It?s been a long time..
.. rakim, the microphone soloist
It?s been a long time..
It?s been a long time..
[rakim]
When I float at night, I show em new heights, I go to write
They know I strike with new prototypes to blow the mic
Critics and biters, don?t know where my source of light is
Still leave authors and writers with arthritis
Cursed kids like the pyramids when they found the style
First to ever let a rhyme flow down the nile
The rebirth of hip-hop?ll be dropped now
Cause the crowd didn?t hear the original in a while
So be alarmed, what you bout to see is the bomb
Like, 3-d in ?nam, vivid like cd-rom
Info kept like internet.com
My note-book?s my bond like the holy qu?ran
Since I came in the door, said it before
But no I ain?t down with eric b. no more
At night the open mic be invitin me to rhyme
So yo I?m online, it?s been a long time
{dj premier cuts early eric b. & rakim records}
It?s been a long time..
It?s been a long time..
.. rakim, the microphone soloist
It?s been a long time..
.. rakim, the microphone soloist
It?s been a long time..
It?s been a long time..
It?s been a long time.. {extended scratch}
It?s been a long time.. {extended scratch}
It?s been a long time..
rakim - it s the r
(1st verse)
Aye yo it?s mr. low-key you need to go see
The host by far a mostly o.t., with a brand new show but
You know how the flow be.
Cause when I swerve, you observe it closely
If you smoke trees, smoke more than an o-z.
Mix any kind of dope with me, you o-d.
You get the c-d, l-p c.o.d.
Poetry cause you to fully load the v.
Drop place to place be crazy over me.
Even different nationalities, over seas.
However do a don?t emcee, you know me. g-o-d.
She know she d-o-e, so show me.
Even with no jewelry she call me goldie,
Like a jacuzzi she overheat an o-g.
Like sushi swimin? in a open sea. I?m comin?.
(instrumental chorus)
(2nd verse)
She said it?s the same since I came and rained it?s still hard.
You can stimulate the brain, feel the god.
It?s hard to go against the grain, it?s real large.
Drive?em insane leave dames in silk bras.
Plus real cups spill, spill that bars.
What?s the deal kids with hennessey grills they feel charged.
And you know what time it is? it?s still ra?s.
When I do a show real far they steal cars.
Stages of battle field reveal your scars.
Train hard, cause this is a game with ill squads.
Play with pain and gain a couple of yards.
And if you know the dreal, you can deal the cards.
And appeal to broads with jobs and ov-e-ods.
Body parts like buns of steel and spa?s.
Then we can kick tha blahzay blah, smoke a cigar.
While I get ma-na-massage.
I?m comin?.
(instrumental chorus)
(3rd verse)
From the inner city to the suburbs, the street poet.
The most jiggiest kid with words, and peeps know it.
They?ve read about it and heard, plus t.v. show it.
So how do I reserve my swerve? I low pro it.
Now there eager to know just how deep the flow get.
I don?t know yet, sometime the flow be so wet.
Spit a tech that will effect quicker than moet.
Or high as anything you smoke yet, go ahead roll it.
Any microphone I hold, my heat blow it.
My emo is make more doe till I can?t fold it.
Anything I see or touch, I wanna own it.
Drop a jewel in baby girl ear, now she my co-ed.
I re-load and she keep the candy coated,
And when she know she can?t control it.
She tell me she about to blow at any moment.
Well go ahead baby I can?t hold it. I?m comin?
rakim - juice
Sip the juice cuz I got enough to go around,
And the thought takes place uptown
I grew up on the sidewalk where I learned street talk,
And then taught to hawk new york-
I go to queens for queens to get the crew from brooklyn,
Make money in manhattan and never been tooken,
Go uptown and the bronx to boogie down,
Get strong on the island, recoupe, and lay around.
Time to bulid my juice back up-
Props back up, suckers get smacked up
Don?t doubt the clout, you know what I?m about
Knocking niggaz off, knocking niggaz out
Shaking em up, waking em up
Raking em up, breaking em up...
Standing on shaky grounds too close to the edge
Let?s see if I know the ledge
Corners? trifling ?cause shorty?s here
I get cock-d liffin? forty?s of beer;
Here?s a sip for the crew that?s deceased,
If I get revenge, then they rest in peace.
Somebody?s got to suffer, I just might spare one-
And give a brother a fair one!
Stay alert and on p?s.
And I do work with these- like hercules,
Switch to southpaw, split your right jaw
?cause I don?t like y?all, I?m hype when night fall.
Smooth but I move like an army
Bulletproof down in case brothers try to bomb me,
Putting brothers to rest like elliot ness
?cause I don?t like stress
Streets ain?t a place for innocent bystanders to stand
Nutting?s gonna stop the plan
I?ll chill like pacino, kill like deniro
Black gambino, die like a hero
Living on shaky grounds too close to the edge
Let?s see if I know the ledge!
Shells lay around on the battleground
Dead bodies are found throughout the town.
Tried to put shame in my game to make a name, I?m a
Put it on a bullet, put it in your brain.
Rip the block like a buckshot,
Who cares where it goes, just keep the casket closed,
No remorse when a life is lost
I paid my dues- paid the cost!
...and my pockets are still fat,
Wherever I?m at, I get the welcome mat.
Even if my crew steep with one deep
I attract attention, people like to peep
So come say hi to the badguy
Don?t say goodbye, I don?t plan to die!
?cause I get loose and I got troops
And crazy juice!
In control of many like ayatollah khomeini
Hang out wit smith and wesson, don?t try to play me.
I?m at war alot, like anwar sadat..
But no warning shot, my gun is warm alot.
When I cook beef, the smoke will never clear,
Areas in fear but this here?s a fear!
Living life too close to the edge
Hoping that I know the ledge....
A brand new morn, no time to yawn
Shower?s on, power?s on
Late for school, I catch the train
Girls sip cristal and whisper my name
I push up like an exercise,
Check the intellect and inspect the thighs
Select the best one, pull her to the side
Keep her occupied for the rest of the ride
Read my resume she?s know I?m ?ready cool
Just meet me after school,
We can moan and groan until your mom come home ,
And you be calling me al dope capone.
Sweatin? me, she didn?t want to let me loose-
Come get me, that?s if you want to sip the juice
Cause the streets await me, so I take my gun off safety
Cause alot of niggaz hate me
Coming out of the building, they set me up
Sprayed wit automatics, they wet me up
In a puddle of blood, I lay close to the edge
I guess I didn?t know the ledge.....
rakim - mystery
Intro/chorus:
If you can see if you can solve the mystery
The answer revolves around your history
So carefully, I drop this degree
Scientifically, and realistically (who is god? )
Repeat chorus
In eternal blackness, in the midst of the darkest night
Proteins and minerals, exist within specks of light
Solids liquids and gases, and sparks of light within
Infinite lengths and widths and depths and heights
No beginning or ending, the seven dimensions
Enough space for more than a million words and inventions
To travel through time within enough room to be the womb
Of the most high?s great mind which he will soon make shine
With intelligent elements in sight that he will gather
In the realms of relativity electricity struck matter
Energies explode he below to keep releasin
Atoms by the millions, til the numbers increasin
Til it was burnin he kept returnin itself to the source
The hotter his thoughts it gave the center more force
He gave birth to the sun which would follow his laws
All caused by his mental intercourse, who is god?
Chorus
He began to explain his craft, the master in the attic
He dealt with measurements his language, was mathematics
His theoretical wisdom of the numerical system
The complete number nine which means born or existed
He gave birth to all planets, inorganic, and organic
So you wouldn?t take it for granted
They rotated they own distance around the sun
And fully submit to the existance of one
And each one was promised everlasting perfection
If each one keeps spinnin in the same direction
To the east, and each speak the motion of peace
And harmony, and each show devotion to teach
The universe is to come, the whole world must go according
Know your galaxies and mirages stars start fallin
So stay in your orbit maintain safe and sound
Like the planets each cipher remains perfectly round
Chorus
From unconciousness, to conciousness
By knowledging his wisdom his response is this
A understanding, which is the best part
He picked the third planet where new forms of life would start
He pursued show and prove every move in order
Back to the source he let off his resources in the water
Climb his climax, where the climate is at, high degrees
See he start to breathe deep in the darkest seas
And the plan is, to lay in the clays to form land
And expand, usin the same clays to born man
In his own image our origin begins in the east
Culture rise to breed, with the powers of peace
Deal in equality nature?s policy is to be god
Build or destroy positively born life like allah
And each one was given everlasting perfection
If each one keep living in the same direction
And life was life, and love was love
We went according by the laws of the world above
They showed us physically, we could reach infinity
But mentally, through the century we lost our identity
Life start and ending, we got trife and started sinning
Lost touch with the beginning now ciphers stop spinnin
And what was once easy became confused and hard
Which brings us back, to the mystic question, who is god?
Sixty-six trillion years since his face was shown
When the seventh angel appears, the mystery will be known
Check revelations and genesis, st. luke and john
It even tells us we are gods in the holy qu?ran
Wisdom strength and beauty, one of the meanings of god
G.o.d. you and me ? gomars o dubar?
Knowledge wisdom understanding sun moon and star
Man woman and child, and so is allah
Chorus
Bear witness to allah, gave birth to all
For allah was all, and therefore, life itself
And the universe gave birth to man
The universe was man, and man was the universe
And the universe was always existed
And existance was life
And life is allah
And allah had no beginning because he is, what always was
Rakim allah, peace
Now who is god?
rakim - new york
Aiyyo, once upon a rhyme where the scenery sets, you see stress
Streets a matter of life and death, no regrets
Life?s a test, strife, wit special effects
Neighbourhood?s full of reps, cities are projects
Where the young cadets get stripes from the vets
And comrades quest to be the next, to finess
Collect debts and select bets with death threats
Object - chedder, better your total net
Where trends are set from ways to express the outfits
Friends get wet tryin? to make ends connect
Avenues to check, boulevards to sweat
The smell of gunsmoke more common than cigarettes
We got clicks for wreck
We like pits for pets
We got giants and jets, the knicks, yanks and mets
We like much respect and sex extra wet
And high-tech dialect you ain?t catch yet
(the bronx
Ya out there?
No doubt
Brooklyn
Ya out there)
[rakim]
Aiyyo, we got blocks and glocks with
Big shots with big knots and big props
Yo this is where the bullshit stops
Where herbs get got
If you snitch you get shot
We get down and leave the town in a state of shock
We got dangerous hang out spots and slick cops
Place called riker?s island where kids get locked
A lotta gear to rock with blocks of clothes shops
Styles are top notch, this is the place to buy
So bust the box the radio station is hot
Ease your mind staring at skylines from rooftops
Flip scripts for chips
And new whips of the lot
Quick to call a shot, pollitic with thick plots
And eh, carnegie niggers a see what we got
To make sure the core of the big apple don?t rot
Where seeings believing we be achieving a lot
Since disc jocks created hip hop, check it out!
(queens
Ya out there?
No doubt
Manhatten
No doubt
New york city
Staten island
New york new york
Long island
New york
Ya out there)
[rakim]
Aiyo, we got five bouroughs of ghettos
With amny places to meet, you get lost in city streets
The city that never sleeps
Mecca ? medina the population increase
The desert and the oasis, new york, the far east
With gods and sheiks
Pretty amazons for weeks
Player dons that fleece the family?s black sheep
Icons that teach that we all act unique
We got stats to reach so we all have to eat
A mass of peeps, with they own masterpiece
The crafts elite, we going past the beat
The latest technique no other place get as deep
Who parks release some of the worlds greatest athletes
Djs and mcs and graffiti artistes
Who use walls and subway trains for marquees
We go back to b-boys, breakdancing, breakbeats
And it?ll never cease and on that note
We say peace
Cds rakim á Venda
Mande para o Facebook
Mande para o Twitter
Tocar todas as músicas em modo aleatório
Todas as Músicas