Luyện nghe bài hát Eric B and Rakim - My Melody

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

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

As I memorize, advertise, a poet
Keep you goin' when I'm flowin', enough, you know it
But rough that's why the middle of my story I E.B.
Nobody 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 don't have to scream
I couldn't 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 disagree with me wave arm
And I'll break when I'm through I'll leave you broke
Drop the mic when I'm finished and it smoke

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

Because I'm number one, competition is
I'm measured with the heat that's by sun
playin' ball or bobbin' in the hall
I just writin' my in graffiti on the wall

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

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

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

In a rhyme, why waste on the microphone
I this more serious than just a poem
party to party, backyard to yard
Now tear it up, y'all and the mic for the Gods

The is rugged, at the same time sharp
I can swing off anything even a string of a
Just turn it on and start rockin', mind no
I finish droppin' science, no interruption

When I approach I 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 will again

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

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

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

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

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 ate up at the same time

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

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

after tonight is when I prepare
To catch sucka duck 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
Eric B made a cut and it
My melody's created for MC's in the
Who try to listen cos I'm dissin'

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

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