Luyện nghe bài hát I Know You Got Soul

It's a long time I shouldn't have left you
Without a strong to step to
Think of how many weak shows you through
Time's up I'm sorry I you
of this you keep repeating you miss
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 in the headphone 'cause here it go
It's a 4 letter word when it's heard, it
Your body to (You got it) soul,
Detects the tempo a red alert
Reaches reflex, so let it work
When this is playing, you can't get wit
The steps, so get set and I'm a still up wit
A gift to be swift, the leader, the rhyme will go
Def wit the record that was mixed a long ago
It can be done but I can do it
For that can dance and clap your hands to it
I start to and then I sink
the paper like I was ink
When I'm writing, I'm trapped in the lines,
I escape when I finish the
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 rings and my fat gold
Grab the mic I'm on Soul Train
But wait 'cause I mastered this
Let the others go first so the brothers miss
Eric B. break the (you got it)
Rakim begin when you make the mix
I'll like a scientist
You want to rhyme, you sign my list
'Cause I'm a manifest and bless the mic I
You it next? then you gotta have soul
'Cause if you ain't got it, I'm a make an
Take the mic, the people respond for
The are, that's the way it'll have to be
If you want to get on me
Think about it, wait, erase your
Forget it and don't your 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 should be
This style is identical to
Some try to make it sound like but you're getting me
So upset that I'm wet 'cause you're me
I drip steam a microphone fiend
Eager to MC is my
I get hype I hear a drum roll
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 controller
Rakim stronger as I get older
elevation causes expansion
I write my rhyme while I cool in my
put it on tape and in the city I test it
Then on the radio the R's
You to it, the concept might break you
'Cause anyone can relate to
out of hand, I'm give him handles
Light 'em up, 'em out like candles
Or should I just let him
Then give him a so they can see how it felt
I'm not just 'cause I rock 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 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 'cause the beat is
Now if from Uptown, Brooklyn- bound,
The Bronx, Queens, or Island Sound,
Even other come right and exact,
It ain't where from, it's where you're at
Since you here, you have to show and prove
And do that dance until it don't
'Cause all you is soul self-esteem will release,
The is up to you, Rakim 'll say peace

You got it