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

My in a code, the very next episode
Has the mic often distortin', to explode
I keep the mic in Fahrenheit, freeze MC's and 'em colder
The listener's system is kickin' like

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

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

That I'm bombs but I stay peace and calm
Any MC that disagree with me, wave arm
And break, when I'm through breakin', I'll leave you broke
Drop the mic, when I'm finished and watch it

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

Because I'm number one, competition is
I'm measured with the heat, made by sun
Whether playin' or bobbin' in the hall
I just my name in graffiti, on the wall

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

My name is Rakim Allah and R & A for RA
Switch it around, but comes out R
So easily I, E M C E E
My of words is 'Check out my melody'

Some bass and treble is moist, and cuttin' a voice
And when mine, that's when the rhyme is always choice
I have came, to set my name around the same weak shit
Puttin' blurs and slurs and words that fit

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

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The is rugged, at the same time sharp
I can swing off anything, even a of a harp
Just it on and start rockin', mind no introduction
'Til I finish science, no interruption

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

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

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I'm not a regular competitor, rhyme editor
arranger, poet, etcetera
Extra events, the grand like bonus
I am the man they the Microphonist

With wisdom which means wise words spoken
Too many at one time, watch the mic smokin'
I came to the rap I manifest
Stand in my way and I'll be the one protest

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

I take MC's, put 'em in a line
And add seven more brothas, who think they can
Well, it'll take seven more I go for mine
And twenty-one MC's, ate up at the same time

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

My unusual style will you a while
If I was water, I flow in the
So many rhymes you have time to go for your's
Just because of a 'cause I to pause

Right after tonight is I prepare
To catch another sucka, duck MC out
my strategy has to be tragedy, catastrophe
And after you'll call me your majesty, my melody

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Marley Marl, it, I memorize it
Eric B a cut and advertised it
My melody's created for MC's in the
Who try to 'cause I'm dissin' [Incomprehensible] face

Take off your necklace, you try to my pace?
Now you're [Incomprehensible] buggin' over [Incomprehensible] off my Rhyme like
The melody I'm stylin', smooth as a violin
Rough enough to New York from Long Island

My wisdom is swift, no if
My momentum is slow, MC's still stand
I'm genuine like leather, try to be clever
you'll beat the R, I'll say, "Oh never"

So Eric B, cut it
And check out my

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