Luyện nghe bài hát I Know You Got Soul

It's been a time I shouldn't have left you
Without a rhyme to step to
Think of how many shows you slept through
Time's up I'm I kept you
of this you keep repeating you miss
The from the microphone soloist
And you sit by the hand on the dial soon
As you hear it pump up the
Dance wit the 'til you hear it blow
Then plug in the headphone here it go
It's a 4 letter word when it's heard, it
body to dance (You got it) soul,
Detects the tempo a red alert
your reflex, so let it work
When is playing, you can't get stuck wit
The steps, so get set and I'm a come up wit
A gift to be swift, the leader, the rhyme will go
Def wit the record was mixed a long time ago
It can be but only I can do it
For those can dance and clap your hands to it
I start to think and then I
Into the like I was ink
When I'm writing, I'm in between the lines,
I when I finish the rhyme
I got

You got it
You got it
You got it
You got it
I you got soul

Picture a mic, the is empty
A beat like this might me
To pose, show my and my fat gold chain
Grab the mic I'm on Soul Train
But wait 'cause I mastered this
Let the others go first so the brothers don't
Eric B. the sticks (you got it)
Rakim begin when you make the mix
I'll experiment like a
You want to rhyme, you gotta my list
'Cause I'm a manifest and bless the mic I
You want it next? then you gotta have
'Cause if you ain't got it, I'm a 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, erase your
Forget it and don't waste time
'Cause I'll be in the if you ain't controlling it
the mic, you shouldn't be holding it
This is how it be done
style is identical to none
Some try to make it sound like but you're getting me
So that I'm wet 'cause you're sweating me
I drip steam a microphone fiend
to MC is my theme
I get hype when I hear a drum
Rakim is on the mic and you I got soul

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

I got soul (you got it) that's why I
To those who can't say my name
First of all, I'm the soloist, the soul
Rakim gets as I get older
Constant causes expansion
I write my while I cool in my mansion
put it on tape and in the city I test it
Then on the the R's requested
You listen to it, the concept might you
'Cause almost can relate to
out of hand, I'm give him handles
Light 'em up, blow 'em out like
Or should I just let him
Then give him a so they can see how it felt
I'm not bold just 'cause I rock
is on the mic and you know 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 which posse can dance the
It should be easy the beat is fresh
Now if your from Uptown, bound,
The Bronx, Queens, or Long Sound,
Even states come right and exact,
It ain't where you're from, it's where at
Since you here, you have to show and prove
And do that dance until it move
'Cause all you is soul self-esteem will release,
The rest is up to you, Rakim 'll say

You got it