Luyện nghe bài hát My Melody

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 like the rest of I'm not on a list
That's what I'm sayin' I drop science 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 like solar

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

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

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

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

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

You shouldn't have told me you said you me
So now a is what you owe me
Pull out your money, out your cut
up a chair

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

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

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

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

When I I exercise like a coach
Usin' a 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 kept and alphabetically stepped
Put in to pursue with the momentum except
I say one rhyme and I a longer rhyme shorter
A but don't stop the tape recorder

I'm not a regular competitor, first rhyme
arranger, poet, etcetera
Extra events, the grand finale bonus
I am the man they call the

With wisdom which means words bein' spoken
Too many at one time watch the mic smokin'
I to express the rap I manifest
Stand in my way and I'll lead a words

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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