Luyện nghe bài hát Eric B and Rakim - My Melody

Turn up the bass check out my melody hand out a
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 drop like a scientist

My melody's in a code the 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 like solar

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

So what if I'm a fiend addicted soon as I sing
One of for MC's so they 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 suggest

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

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

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

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

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

Some bass and treble is moist, scratchin' and cuttin' a
And when it's 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 that fit

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yes my
B

Marley synthesized it, I memorize it
Eric B a cut and advertised it
My created for MC's in the place
Who try to listen cos I'm dissin'

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

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