Luyện nghe bài hát I Know You Got to 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 slept
up I'm sorry I kept you
Thinking of this you keep repeating you
The rhymes from the soloist
And you sit by the hand on the dial soon
As you it pump up the volume
Dance wit the speaker 'til you hear it
Then plug in the headphone 'cause it go
It's a 4 letter word when heard, it control
Your body to (You got it) soul,
Detects the tempo a red alert
Reaches your reflex, so let it
When is playing, you can't 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 those 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 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 you got soul

a mic, the stage is empty
A beat like might tempt me
To pose, show my rings and my fat chain
Grab the mic like I'm on Soul
But I'll wait I mastered this
Let the others go first so the don't 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 gotta my list
I'm a manifest and bless the mic I hold
You want it next? then you gotta have
'Cause if you ain't got it, I'm a an encore
Take the mic, the people respond for
The are, 'cause that's the way have to be
If you to get on after me
Think it, wait, erase your rhyme
Forget it and don't waste time
I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controlling it
Drop the mic, you be holding it
is how it should be done
This style is identical to
Some try to make it sound like this but you're me
So upset I'm wet 'cause you're sweating me
I drip steam like a microphone
to MC is my theme
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) that's why I
To teach those who can't say my
First of all, I'm the soloist, the controller
Rakim gets as I get older
elevation 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 radio the R's
You listen to it, the concept might you
almost anyone can relate to
Whoever's out of hand, I'm give him
Light 'em up, 'em out like candles
Or I just let him melt?
Then give him a so they can see how it felt
I'm not bold '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 can dance the best
It should be 'cause the beat is fresh
Now if from Uptown, Brooklyn- bound,
The Bronx, Queens, or Long Sound,
other states come right and exact,
It ain't where you're from, it's you're at
you came here, you have to show and prove
And do that until it don't move
'Cause all you need is soul self-esteem release,
The rest is up to you, 'll say peace

You got it