Luyện nghe bài hát I Know You Got to Soul

It's been a long time I shouldn't have you
Without a strong to step to
Think of how many weak you slept through
Time's up I'm sorry I you
of this you keep repeating you miss
The rhymes the microphone soloist
And you sit by the radio hand on the dial
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 when it's heard, it control
body to dance (You got it) soul,
Detects the like 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 come up wit
A gift to be swift, follow the leader, the rhyme go
Def wit the record that was mixed a time ago
It can be but only I can do it
For those 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 escape 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 this might tempt me
To pose, show my rings and my fat gold
the mic like I'm on Soul Train
But wait 'cause I mastered this
Let the others go so the brothers don't miss
B. break the sticks (you got it)
Rakim will begin when you the mix
experiment like a scientist
You want to rhyme, you sign my list
'Cause I'm a and bless the mic I hold
You want it then you gotta have soul
if you ain't got it, I'm a make an encore
Take the mic, make the people for
The are, 'cause that's the way it'll to be
If you want to get on 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
This is how it should be
This style is to none
Some try to make it sound like 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 hype when I hear a 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) why I came
To teach those who say my name
of all, I'm the soloist, the soul controller
Rakim gets stronger as I get
Constant causes expansion
I write my rhyme 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 might you
'Cause almost can relate to
Whoever's out of hand, I'm give him
Light 'em up, blow 'em out candles
Or should I 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 to see what you got
Get off the mic I get too hot
I want to see which posse can dance the
It should be easy the beat is fresh
Now if your Uptown, Brooklyn- bound,
The Bronx, Queens, or Long Sound,
Even states come right and exact,
It ain't where you're from, it's where at
Since you came here, you have to and prove
And do that dance 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