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 slept
Time's up I'm I kept you
Thinking of you keep repeating you miss
The rhymes from the microphone
And you sit by the radio hand on the dial
As you hear it pump up the
wit the speaker 'til you hear it blow
Then plug in the headphone here it go
It's a 4 letter when it's heard, it control
Your to dance (You got it) soul,
Detects the tempo like a red
your 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, follow the leader, the rhyme go
Def wit the that was mixed a long time ago
It can be but only I can do it
For those that can dance and clap your to it
I to think 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 stage is
A beat like might tempt me
To pose, show my and my fat gold chain
Grab the mic I'm on Soul Train
But I'll wait 'cause I mastered
Let the others go first so the don't miss
Eric B. break the (you got it)
Rakim will begin when you the mix
experiment like a scientist
You to rhyme, you gotta sign my list
'Cause I'm a and bless the mic I hold
You want it next? then you have soul
'Cause if you ain't got it, I'm a an encore
the mic, make the people respond for
The are, that's the way it'll have to be
If you want to get on me
about it, wait, erase your rhyme
Forget it and waste your time
'Cause I'll be in the crowd if you controlling it
Drop the mic, you shouldn't be it
This is how it be done
style is identical to none
Some try to it sound like this but you're getting me
So that I'm wet 'cause you're sweating me
I drip like a microphone fiend
Eager to MC is my
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) that's why I
To those who can't say my name
First of all, I'm the soloist, the controller
Rakim gets stronger as I get
elevation causes expansion
I write my rhyme I cool in my mansion
Then put it on tape and in the I test it
Then on the the R's requested
You listen to it, the concept break 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
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 which can dance the best
It should be 'cause the beat is fresh
Now if from Uptown, Brooklyn- bound,
The Bronx, Queens, or Island Sound,
other states come 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 dance until it don't
'Cause all you need is self-esteem will release,
The rest is up to you, Rakim 'll say

You got it