Luyện nghe bài hát I Know You Got Soul

It's a long time I shouldn't have left you
Without a strong rhyme to to
Think of how weak shows you slept through
Time's up I'm sorry I you
Thinking of this you keep you miss
The rhymes the microphone soloist
And you sit by the hand on the dial soon
As you hear it up the volume
Dance wit the 'til you hear it blow
Then plug in the 'cause here it go
a 4 letter word when it's heard, it control
Your body to (You got it) soul,
Detects the like a red alert
your reflex, so let it work
When this is playing, you 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 that was mixed a long time ago
It can be done but I can do it
For those that can dance and your hands to it
I start to think and then I
Into the paper I was ink
I'm writing, I'm trapped 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 know you got

Picture a mic, the stage is
A beat like this tempt me
To pose, show my rings and my fat chain
Grab the mic like I'm on Soul
But wait 'cause I mastered this
Let the others go first so the brothers don't
Eric B. the sticks (you got it)
Rakim will when you make the mix
experiment like a scientist
You want to rhyme, you sign my list
'Cause I'm a and bless the mic I hold
You want it next? then you have soul
'Cause if you got it, I'm a make an encore
Take the mic, the people respond for
The are, 'cause the way it'll have to be
If you to get on after me
Think it, wait, erase your rhyme
Forget it and don't waste your
'Cause I'll be in the if you ain't controlling it
Drop the mic, you shouldn't be it
This is how it be done
This is identical to none
Some try to make it like this but you're getting me
So upset I'm wet 'cause you're sweating me
I drip steam a microphone fiend
Eager to MC is my
I get hype when I hear a drum
Rakim is on the mic and you know I got

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

I got (you got it) that's why I came
To teach who can't say my name
First of all, I'm the soloist, the soul
Rakim gets stronger as I get
Constant elevation causes
I write my rhyme while I cool in my
Then put it on tape and in the city I it
Then on the the R's requested
You listen to it, the might break you
'Cause almost anyone can to
out of hand, I'm give him handles
Light 'em up, blow 'em out candles
Or I just let him melt?
Then give him a hand so they can see how it
I'm not just 'cause I rock gold
Rakim is on the mic and you know I got

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

Now I'm a stop to see 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 Island Sound,
Even other come right and exact,
It where you're from, it's where you're at
you came here, you have to show and prove
And do that dance until it move
'Cause all you need is soul self-esteem release,
The rest is up to you, 'll say peace

You got it