Luyện nghe bài hát I Know You Got to Soul

It's been a long time I shouldn't left you
Without a rhyme to step to
Think of how weak shows you slept through
Time's up I'm sorry I you
Thinking of this you keep you miss
The rhymes from the 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 'cause it go
It's a 4 letter when it's heard, it control
body to dance (You got it) soul,
Detects the tempo a red alert
your reflex, so let it work
When this is playing, you get stuck wit
The steps, so get set and I'm a come up wit
A gift to be swift, follow the leader, the will go
Def wit the record was mixed a long 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 stage is
A beat like this might me
To pose, show my rings and my fat chain
Grab the mic like I'm on Train
But I'll wait 'cause I this
Let the others go so the brothers don't miss
Eric B. the sticks (you got it)
Rakim will begin you make the mix
I'll experiment like a
You want to rhyme, you gotta sign my
'Cause I'm a manifest and bless the mic I
You want it next? you gotta have soul
if you ain't got it, I'm a make an encore
Take the mic, the people respond for
The are, 'cause the way it'll have to be
If you to get on after me
Think about it, wait, erase your
Forget it and don't your time
I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controlling it
Drop the mic, you shouldn't be it
This is how it should be
This style is identical to
Some try to it sound like this but you're getting me
So upset that I'm wet 'cause you're me
I drip steam a microphone fiend
Eager to MC is my
I get hype when I hear a roll
Rakim is on the mic and you 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 elevation causes
I write my rhyme while I cool in my
Then put it on tape and in the city I it
Then on the the R's requested
You to it, the concept might break you
'Cause almost anyone can to
Whoever's out of hand, I'm him handles
Light 'em up, blow 'em out candles
Or should I just let him
Then give him a hand so can see how it felt
I'm not bold just 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 posse can the best
It should be easy 'cause the is fresh
Now if your from Uptown, bound,
The Bronx, Queens, or Long Sound,
Even other states come and exact,
It ain't you're from, it's where you're at
Since you came here, you have to show and
And do dance until it don't move
'Cause all you need is self-esteem will release,
The rest is up to you, Rakim 'll say

You got it