Luyện nghe bài hát I Know You Got Soul

It's been a long time I shouldn't left you
Without a rhyme to step to
Think of how many weak shows you through
Time's up I'm I kept you
Thinking of you keep repeating you miss
The rhymes from the soloist
And you sit by the radio hand on the soon
As you hear it pump up the
Dance wit the speaker 'til you it blow
Then plug in the 'cause here it go
It's a 4 letter 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 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 time ago
It can be but only I can do it
For that can dance and clap your hands to it
I to think and then I sink
Into the paper 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 know you got

a mic, the stage is empty
A like this might tempt me
To pose, my rings and my fat gold chain
the mic like I'm on Soul Train
But I'll wait I mastered this
Let the others go first so the brothers don't
Eric B. the sticks (you got it)
will begin when you make the mix
I'll experiment like a
You want to rhyme, you gotta my list
I'm a manifest and bless the mic I hold
You want it next? you gotta have soul
'Cause if you ain't got it, I'm a an encore
the mic, make the people respond for
The are, 'cause that's the way it'll to be
If you to get on after me
Think about it, wait, your rhyme
Forget it and don't your time
'Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't it
the mic, you shouldn't be holding it
This is how it be done
This style is identical to
try to make it sound like this but you're getting me
So upset that I'm wet 'cause you're me
I drip steam like a fiend
Eager to MC is my
I get hype when I hear a roll
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 soul (you got it) why I came
To those who can't say my name
First of all, I'm the soloist, the soul
Rakim gets as I get older
Constant elevation expansion
I write my rhyme while I in my mansion
Then put it on and in the city I test it
Then on the radio the R's
You listen to it, the concept break you
'Cause almost can relate to
Whoever's out of hand, I'm give him
Light 'em up, blow 'em out candles
Or should I let him melt?
Then him a hand so they can see how it felt
I'm not bold just I rock gold
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 stop to see you got
Get off the mic I get too hot
I want to see which can dance the best
It should be easy 'cause the beat is
Now if from Uptown, Brooklyn- bound,
The Bronx, Queens, or Island Sound,
Even states 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 dance until it don't move
'Cause all you need is self-esteem will release,
The rest is up to you, Rakim 'll say

You got it