Luyện nghe bài hát Eric B and Rakim - My Melody

Turn up the bass check out my melody out a cigar
I'm lettin' knowledge be 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 sayin' I science like a scientist

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

As I memorize, advertise, like a
Keep you goin' when I'm flowin', smooth enough, you it
But rough that's why the middle of my I tell E.B.
beats the R, check out my melody

So what if I'm a microphone fiend 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 and then the record suggest

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

So stand back, you wanna rap? All of that can
I push, I won't 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, competition is
I'm measured with the heat made by sun
Whether playin' ball or bobbin' in the
I writin' my name in graffiti on the wall

You shouldn't have told me you said you me
So now a is what you owe me
out your money, pull out your cut
Pull up a

My name is Rakim Allah and R and A for Ra
Switch it around, but still out R
So easily 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 it's mine that's when the rhyme is always choice
I wouldn't have came to set my name around the same shit
Puttin' blurs and slurs and words don't fit

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

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

When I I exercise like a coach
a melody and add numerous notes
the mic and the R A K I M
It's a task, like a match I will again

Rhymes are poetically kept and stepped
Put in to pursue with the momentum except
I say one rhyme and I order a rhyme shorter
A pause but stop the tape recorder

I'm not a regular competitor, first editor
arranger, poet, etcetera
Extra events, the grand finale bonus
I am the man call the microphonist

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

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

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

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

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

Right after is when I prepare
To catch another sucka MC out there
Cos my has to be tragedy, catastrophe
And after 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 melody's for MC's in the place
Who try to cos I'm dissin' [Incomprehensible]

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

My wisdom is swift, no if
My momentum is slow, still stand stiff
I'm genuine like leather, try to be clever
MC's you'll the R, I'll say, "Oh never"
So, Eric B cut it easily and out my melody