Luyện nghe bài hát My Melody

Turn up the bass out my melody hand out a cigar
I'm lettin' be born and my name's the R A K I M
Not like the of them I'm not on a list
That's I'm sayin' I drop science like a scientist

My melody's in a code the next episode
Has the mic distortin' ready to explode
I the mic in Fahrenheit freeze MC's and make 'em colder
The listeners system is kickin' solar

As I memorize, advertise, a poet
Keep you goin' when I'm flowin', smooth enough, you it
But that's why the middle of my story I tell E.B.
Nobody beats the R, out my melody

So what if I'm a microphone fiend addicted soon as I
One of these for so they don't have to scream
I couldn't wait to the mic, flow into it to test
Then let my melody play and then the record

That I'm droppin' bombs but I stay peace and
Any MC that disagree me wave your arm
And I'll break when I'm through breakin' I'll you broke
Drop the mic when I'm finished and it smoke

So stand back, you wanna rap? All of can wait
I won't push, I won't around the bush
I wanna break those who are not supposed to
You might try but you get close to

Because I'm number one, is none
I'm measured with the heat that's by sun
Whether playin' ball or in the hall
I just my name in graffiti on the wall

You have told me you said you control me
So now a contest is you owe me
Pull out your money, pull out cut
Pull up a

My name is Rakim Allah and R and A for Ra
Switch it around, but still out R
So easily I E M C E E
My of words is, "Check out my melody"

Some bass and treble is moist, scratchin' and a voice
And when it's mine when the rhyme is always choice
I wouldn't have came to set my around the same weak shit
Puttin' blurs and slurs and words that fit

In a rhyme, why waste time on the
I take this more serious than a poem
Rockin' to party, backyard to yard
Now tear it up, y'all and the mic for the Gods

The rhyme is rugged, at the time sharp
I can swing off even a string of a harp
Just turn it on and start rockin', no introduction
'Til I finish droppin' science, no

When I approach I exercise like a
a melody and add numerous notes
the mic and the R A K I M
It's a task, like a match I will again

Rhymes are poetically kept and stepped
Put in to pursue with the momentum except
I say one and I order a longer rhyme shorter
A pause but don't stop the recorder

I'm not a competitor, first rhyme editor
arranger, poet, etcetera
Extra events, the grand like bonus
I am the man call the microphonist

With wisdom which means wise bein' spoken
Too at one time watch the mic start smokin'
I came to express the rap I
Stand in my way and I'll lead a protest

MC's wanna be dissed they're gonna
Be dissed if they don't get in fronta
All can go get is me a glass of Moet
A hard time, sip your and watch a smooth poet

I take 7 MC's put 'em in a
And add 7 more brothas who think they can
Well, it'll take 7 more before I go for
And that's 21 MC's ate up at the time

Easy does it, do it easy, that's I'm doin'
No fessin', no around, no chewin'
No robbin', no buyin', bitin', why
slob'll stop tryin' fightin' to follow

My unusual style will confuse you a
If I was water, I flow in the
So rhymes you won't have time to go for your's
because of a 'cause I have to pause

Right after tonight is when I
To catch another sucka MC out there
Cos my has to be tragedy, catastrophe
And after this you'll call me, "Your majesty", my

Yes my
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Marley synthesized it, I memorize it
Eric B a cut and advertised it
My melody's for MC's in the place
Who try to listen cos I'm dissin'

off your necklace, you try to detect my pace
Now you're buggin' off my rhyme like bass
The melody that I'm stylin', smooth as a
Rough to break New York from Long Island

My is swift, no matter if
My is slow, MC's still stand stiff
I'm genuine like leather, don't try to be
MC's you'll the R, I'll say, "Oh never"
So, Eric B cut it and check out my melody