Luyện nghe bài hát I Know You Got Soul

It's a long time I shouldn't have left you
a strong rhyme to step to
Think of how many weak you slept through
Time's up I'm I kept you
Thinking of this you keep repeating you
The rhymes from the soloist
And you sit by the hand on the dial soon
As you hear it pump up the
wit the speaker 'til you hear it blow
Then plug in the headphone 'cause it go
It's a 4 word when it's heard, it control
Your body to (You got it) soul,
Detects the tempo a red alert
Reaches your reflex, so let it
When this is playing, you get stuck wit
The steps, so get set and I'm a still up wit
A gift to be swift, follow the leader, the rhyme go
Def wit the record that was mixed a time ago
It can be but only I can do it
For those that can dance and clap your to it
I start to and then I sink
Into the paper I was ink
I'm writing, I'm trapped in between the lines,
I escape when I finish the
I got

You got it
You got it
You got it
You got it
I know you got

Picture a mic, the is empty
A beat this might tempt me
To pose, show my rings and my fat chain
Grab the mic like I'm on Soul
But I'll wait 'cause I this
Let the others go so the brothers don't miss
B. break the sticks (you got it)
Rakim will begin when you the mix
I'll experiment like a
You want to rhyme, you gotta sign my
'Cause I'm a manifest and bless the mic I
You want it next? you gotta have soul
if you ain't got it, I'm a make an encore
Take the mic, make the respond for
The are, 'cause that's the way it'll to be
If you want to get on me
Think about it, wait, your rhyme
Forget it and don't waste time
I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controlling it
Drop the mic, you be holding it
is how it should be done
This style is identical to
Some try to make it sound like this but getting me
So upset that I'm wet you're sweating me
I drip like a microphone fiend
to MC is my theme
I get when I hear a drum roll
is on the mic and you know I got soul

You got it
You got it
You got it
You got it
You got it

I got soul (you got it) why I came
To teach those who say my name
First of all, I'm the soloist, the controller
Rakim stronger as I get older
Constant causes expansion
I write my while I cool in my mansion
Then put it on tape and in the city I it
Then on the the R's requested
You to it, the concept might break you
'Cause almost can relate to
Whoever's out of hand, I'm him handles
Light 'em up, blow 'em out like
Or should I just let him
Then give him a hand so can see how it felt
I'm not bold just 'cause I gold
Rakim is on the mic and you I got soul

You got it
You got it
You got it
You got it

Now I'm a to see what you got
Get off the mic I get too hot
I want to see posse can dance the best
It should be easy the beat is fresh
Now if from Uptown, Brooklyn- bound,
The Bronx, Queens, or Island Sound,
Even other states right and exact,
It where you're from, it's where you're at
Since you here, you have to show and prove
And do that until it don't move
'Cause all you is soul self-esteem will release,
The rest is up to you, 'll say peace

You got it