Luyện nghe bài hát I Know You Got Soul

It's been a long time I shouldn't have you
Without a strong to step to
Think of how weak shows you slept through
Time's up I'm sorry I you
of this you keep repeating you miss
The rhymes from the microphone
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 plug in the headphone 'cause 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
Reaches your reflex, so let it
When this is playing, you get stuck 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 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 think and 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

Picture a mic, the stage is
A beat like this might me
To pose, my rings and my fat gold chain
Grab the mic like I'm on Train
But I'll wait 'cause I this
Let the go first so the brothers don't miss
B. break the sticks (you got it)
Rakim will when you make the mix
I'll experiment a scientist
You want to rhyme, you gotta sign my
I'm a manifest and bless the mic I hold
You it next? then you gotta have soul
'Cause if you ain't got it, I'm a an encore
Take the mic, make the people for
The are, 'cause that's the way have to be
If you want to get on me
Think about it, wait, erase rhyme
Forget it and don't your time
'Cause I'll be in the crowd if you controlling it
Drop the mic, you shouldn't be it
is how it should be done
This is identical to none
Some try to make it sound like this but getting me
So upset that I'm wet 'cause you're me
I drip steam like a microphone
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 teach those who say my name
First of all, I'm the soloist, the soul
gets stronger as I get older
Constant causes expansion
I write my rhyme while I in my mansion
Then put it on and in the city I test it
Then on the the R's requested
You to it, the concept might break you
almost anyone can relate to
Whoever's out of hand, I'm him handles
Light 'em up, 'em out like candles
Or should I just let him
Then give him a hand so they can see how it
I'm not bold just 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 posse can dance the best
It should be easy 'cause the beat is
Now if your Uptown, Brooklyn- bound,
The Bronx, Queens, or Long Sound,
Even other states right and exact,
It ain't where you're from, it's you're at
Since you came here, you 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, Rakim 'll say

You got it