Luyện nghe bài hát Eric B and Rakim - My Melody

Turn up the bass check out my melody hand out a
I'm lettin' be born and my name's the R A K I M
Not the rest of them I'm not on a list
That's what I'm I drop science like a scientist

My melody's in a code the very episode
Has the mic often distortin' ready to
I keep the mic in Fahrenheit freeze and make 'em colder
The listeners system is kickin' solar

As I memorize, advertise, a poet
Keep you goin' when I'm flowin', smooth enough, you it
But rough why the middle of my story I tell E.B.
Nobody beats the R, check out my

So if I'm a microphone fiend addicted soon as I sing
One of these for MC's so they have to scream
I wait to take the mic, flow into it to test
Then let my melody play and then the record

That I'm droppin' bombs but I peace and calm
Any MC that with me wave your arm
And I'll break when I'm through I'll leave you broke
the mic when I'm finished and watch it smoke

So back, you wanna rap? All of that can wait
I won't push, I beat around the bush
I break upon those who are not supposed to
You might try but you get close to

Because I'm number one, is none
I'm measured the heat that's made by sun
Whether playin' or bobbin' in the hall
I just writin' my name in graffiti on the

You have told me you said you control me
So now a contest is you owe me
Pull out your money, pull out cut
Pull up a

My is Rakim Allah and R and A stands for Ra
Switch it around, but comes out R
So will I E M C E E
My repetition of is, "Check out my melody"

bass and treble is moist, scratchin' and cuttin' a voice
And when it's mine that's the rhyme is always choice
I wouldn't have came to set my around the same weak shit
blurs and slurs and words that don't fit

In a rhyme, why waste time on the
I take this more than just a poem
Rockin' party to party, backyard to
Now tear it up, and bless the mic for the Gods

The rhyme is rugged, at the same sharp
I can swing off anything a string of a harp
Just it on and start rockin', mind no introduction
'Til I droppin' science, no interruption

I approach I exercise like a coach
Usin' a and add numerous notes
the mic and the R A K I M
It's a task, like a match I strike again

Rhymes are poetically kept and alphabetically
Put in order to with the momentum except
I say one rhyme and I order a rhyme shorter
A pause but don't stop the tape

I'm not a competitor, first rhyme editor
Melody arranger, poet,
events, the grand finale like bonus
I am the man call the microphonist

With wisdom which means wise words spoken
Too many at one time the mic start smokin'
I came to the rap I manifest
Stand in my way and I'll lead a words

MC's wanna be dissed they're gonna
Be if they don't get from in fronta
All can go get is me a glass of Moet
A time, sip your juice and watch a smooth poet

I take 7 put 'em in a line
And add 7 more who think they can rhyme
Well, take 7 more before I go for mine
And that's 21 ate up at the same time

Easy does it, do it easy, that's I'm doin'
No fessin', no around, no chewin'
No robbin', no buyin', bitin', why
This slob'll stop fightin' to follow

My unusual style will confuse you a
If I was water, I in the Nile
So many rhymes you won't have to go for your's
because of a 'cause I have to pause

Right after tonight is I prepare
To catch another sucka MC out there
Cos my has to be tragedy, catastrophe
And this you'll call me, "Your majesty", my melody

Yes my
B

Marley Marl it, I memorize it
B made a cut and advertised it
My created for MC's in the place
Who try to cos I'm dissin' [Incomprehensible]

Take off your necklace, you try to my pace
Now buggin' over off my rhyme like bass
The melody I'm stylin', smooth as a violin
Rough enough to break New York from Island

My is swift, no matter if
My momentum is slow, MC's still stiff
I'm genuine leather, don't try to be clever
MC's you'll beat the R, say, "Oh never"
So, B cut it easily and check out my melody