Luyện nghe bài hát I Know You Got to Soul

It's been a long I shouldn't have left you
Without a strong rhyme to to
Think of how weak shows you slept through
up I'm sorry I kept you
Thinking of this you keep repeating you
The rhymes from the microphone
And you sit by the hand on the dial soon
As you it pump up the volume
wit the speaker 'til you hear it blow
Then plug in the 'cause here it go
It's a 4 letter word when it's heard, it
body to dance (You got it) soul,
Detects the tempo like a red
Reaches your reflex, so let it
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, follow the leader, the rhyme go
Def wit the record that was a long time ago
It can be but only 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
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 you got soul

a mic, the stage is empty
A beat like might tempt me
To pose, show my and my fat gold chain
Grab the mic like I'm on Soul
But I'll wait I mastered this
Let the others go first so the brothers miss
B. break the sticks (you got it)
Rakim will begin when you the mix
I'll experiment a scientist
You want to rhyme, you gotta my list
'Cause I'm a manifest and the mic I hold
You want it next? then you gotta have
'Cause if you ain't got it, I'm a make an
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 about it, wait, erase rhyme
Forget it and don't waste time
'Cause I'll be in the if you ain't controlling it
Drop the mic, you be holding it
This is how it should be
This is identical to none
Some try to make it sound like this but you're me
So that I'm wet 'cause you're sweating me
I steam like a microphone fiend
Eager to MC is my
I get hype when I hear a drum
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) why I came
To teach those who can't say my
First of all, I'm the soloist, the controller
Rakim stronger as I get older
elevation causes expansion
I write my rhyme while I in my mansion
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 can relate 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 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 to see which posse can dance the best
It should be 'cause the beat is fresh
Now if your from Uptown, bound,
The Bronx, Queens, or Island Sound,
Even states come 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 dance until it don't move
'Cause all you is soul self-esteem will release,
The rest is up to you, Rakim 'll say

You got it