Luyện nghe bài hát I Know You Got to Soul

It's been a time I shouldn't have left you
Without a strong to step to
Think of how many shows you slept through
up I'm sorry I kept you
Thinking of this you keep you miss
The rhymes the microphone soloist
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 here it go
It's a 4 letter word it's heard, it control
Your to dance (You got it) soul,
Detects the tempo 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 come up wit
A to be swift, follow the leader, the rhyme will go
Def wit the that was mixed a long time ago
It can be done but I can do it
For those that can dance and clap hands to it
I start to and then I sink
Into the like I was ink
When I'm writing, I'm in between the lines,
I escape when I the rhyme
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, show my rings and my fat chain
Grab the mic I'm on Soul Train
But wait 'cause I mastered this
Let the others go so the brothers don't miss
Eric B. the sticks (you got it)
Rakim will begin when you the mix
experiment 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, make the respond for
The are, 'cause that's the way have to be
If you want to get on me
Think about it, wait, your rhyme
Forget it and don't your time
I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controlling it
Drop the mic, you be holding it
This is how it be done
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 drip steam like a microphone
Eager to MC is my
I get hype when I a drum 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) that's why I
To those who can't say my name
of all, I'm the soloist, the soul controller
Rakim stronger as I get older
Constant causes expansion
I write my while I cool in my mansion
Then put it on and in the city I test it
on the radio the R's requested
You listen to it, the concept break you
'Cause almost anyone can to
out of hand, I'm give him handles
Light 'em up, blow 'em out like
Or I just let him melt?
Then him a hand so they can see how it felt
I'm not bold just I rock gold
Rakim is on the mic and you know I got

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 the beat is fresh
Now if your Uptown, Brooklyn- bound,
The Bronx, Queens, or Island Sound,
Even other come right and exact,
It ain't where you're from, where you're at
Since you came here, you have to show and
And do that dance it don't move
'Cause all you is soul self-esteem will release,
The rest is up to you, 'll say peace

You got it