Luyện nghe bài hát I Know You Got to Soul

It's been a long time I shouldn't have you
Without a rhyme to step to
Think of how many weak you slept through
Time's up I'm I kept you
Thinking of this you repeating you miss
The from the microphone 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 in the headphone 'cause here it go
It's a 4 letter word when it's heard, it
Your to dance (You got it) soul,
Detects the like a red alert
Reaches reflex, so let it work
this 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 will 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 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 you got soul

Picture a mic, the is empty
A beat like this might me
To pose, show my and my fat gold chain
Grab the mic I'm on Soul Train
But I'll wait 'cause I this
Let the others go first so the brothers don't
B. break the sticks (you got it)
Rakim begin when you make the mix
I'll experiment a scientist
You want to rhyme, you sign my list
'Cause I'm a manifest and bless the mic I
You it next? 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 to get on after me
Think it, wait, erase your rhyme
Forget it and don't your time
'Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't it
Drop the mic, you shouldn't be it
This is how it should be
This style is identical to
Some try to make it sound like but you're getting me
So upset that I'm wet 'cause you're me
I drip like a microphone fiend
to MC is my theme
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 can't say my
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
put it on tape and in the city I test it
Then on the the R's requested
You listen to it, the concept break you
'Cause almost can relate to
Whoever's out of hand, I'm him handles
Light 'em up, blow 'em out candles
Or I just let him melt?
give him a hand so they can see how it felt
I'm not bold 'cause 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 to see what you got
Get off the mic I get too hot
I want to see which can dance the best
It should be easy 'cause the beat is
Now if your Uptown, Brooklyn- bound,
The Bronx, Queens, or Long Sound,
other states come right and exact,
It ain't where from, it's where 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 will release,
The rest is up to you, 'll say peace

You got it