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"Rakim"
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"Rakim"
"Rakim"
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жанры: hip-hop, rap
альбомы: The 18th Letter / The Book Of Life
My Melody
автор:
Rakim
жанры: hip-hop, rap
альбомы: The 18th Letter / The Book Of Life
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Turn up the bass check out my melody hand out a cigar I'm lettin' knowledge be born and my name's the R A K I M Not like the rest of them I'm not on a list That's what I'm sayin' I drop science like a scientistMy melody's in a code the very next episode Has the mic often distortin' ready to explode I keep the mic in Fahrenheit freeze MC's and make 'em colder The listeners system is kickin' like solarAs I memorize, advertise, like a poet Keep you goin' when I'm flowin', smooth enough, you know it But rough that's why the middle of my story I tell E.B. Nobody beats the R, check out my melodySo what if I'm a microphone fiend addicted soon as I sing One of these for MC's so they don't have to scream I couldn't wait to take the mic, flow into it to test Then let my melody play and then the record suggestThat I'm droppin' bombs but I stay peace and calm Any MC that disagree with me wave your arm And I'll break when I'm through breakin' I'll leave you broke Drop the mic when I'm finished and watch it smokeSo stand back, you wanna rap? All of that can wait I won't push, I won't beat around the bush I wanna break upon those who are not supposed to You might try but you can't get close toBecause I'm number one, competition is none I'm measured with the heat that's made by sun Whether playin' ball or bobbin' in the hall I just writin' my name in graffiti on the wallYou shouldn't have told me you said you control me So now a contest is what you owe me Pull out your money, pull out your cut Pull up a chairMy name is Rakim Allah and R and A stands for Ra Switch it around, but still comes out R So easily will I E M C E E My repetition of words is, "Check out my melody"Some bass and treble is moist, scratchin' and cuttin' a voice And when it's mine that's when the rhyme is always choice I wouldn't have came to set my name around the same weak shit Puttin' blurs and slurs and words that don't fitIn a rhyme, why waste time on the microphone I take this more serious than just a poem Rockin' party to party, backyard to yard Now tear it up, y'all and bless the mic for the GodsThe rhyme is rugged, at the same time sharp I can swing off anything even a string of a harp Just turn it on and start rockin', mind no introduction 'Til I finish droppin' science, no interruptionWhen I approach I exercise like a coach Usin' a melody and add numerous notes With the mic and the R A K I M It's a task, like a match I will strike againRhymes are poetically kept and alphabetically stepped Put in order to pursue with the momentum except I say one rhyme and I order a longer rhyme shorter A pause but don't stop the tape recorderI'm not a regular competitor, first rhyme editor Melody arranger, poet, etcetera Extra events, the grand finale like bonus I am the man they call the microphonistWith wisdom which means wise words bein' spoken Too many at one time watch the mic start smokin' I came to express the rap I manifest Stand in my way and I'll lead a words protestMC's that wanna be dissed they're gonna Be dissed if they don't get from in fronta All they can go get is me a glass of Moet A hard time, sip your juice and watch a smooth poetI take 7 MC's put 'em in a line And add 7 more brothas who think they can rhyme Well, it'll take 7 more before I go for mine And that's 21 MC's ate up at the same timeEasy does it, do it easy, that's what I'm doin' No fessin', no messin' around, no chewin' No robbin', no buyin', bitin', why bother This slob'll stop tryin' fightin' to followMy unusual style will confuse you a while If I was water, I flow in the Nile So many rhymes you won't have time to go for your's Just because of a 'cause I have to pauseRight after tonight is when I prepare To catch another sucka duck MC out there Cos my strategy has to be tragedy, catastrophe And after this you'll call me, "Your majesty", my melodyYes my melody Eric BMarley Marl synthesized it, I memorize it Eric B made a cut and advertised it My melody's created for MC's in the place Who try to listen cos I'm dissin' [Incomprehensible]Take off your necklace, you try to detect my pace Now you're buggin' over off my rhyme like bass The melody that I'm stylin', smooth as a violin Rough enough to break New York from Long IslandMy wisdom is swift, no matter if My momentum is slow, MC's still stand stiff I'm genuine like leather, don't try to be clever MC's you'll beat the R, I'll say, "Oh never" So, Eric B cut it easily and check out my melody
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