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I Know You Got Soul
It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you
Without a strong rhyme to step to
Think of how many weak shows you slept through
Time's up, I'm sorry I kept you
Thinking of this, you keep repeating you miss
The rhymes from the microphone soloist
And you sit by the radio
Hand on the dial, soon
As you hear it, pump up the volume
Dance wit the speaker till you hear it blow
Then plug in the headphone
'Cause here it go
It's a 4 letter word when it's heard, it control
Your body to dance, you got it soul
Dilects the tempo like a red alert
Reaches your reflex, so let it work
When this is playing you can't get stuck with
The steps so get set and I'm a still come up with
A gift to be swift follow the leader the rhyme will go
Def wit the record that was mixed a long time ago
It can be done but only I can do it
For those that can dance and clap your hands to it
I start to think and then I sink into the paper like I was ink
When I'm writing, I'm trapped in between the lines
I escape when I finish the rhyme, I got soul
You got it, you got it
You got it, you got it
I know you got soul
Picture a mic, the stage is empty
A beat like this might tempt me
To pose, show my rings and my fat gold chain
Grab the mic like I'm on Soul Train
But I'll wait 'cause I mastered this
Let the others go first so the brothers don't miss
Eric B. break the sticks, you got it
Rakim will begin when you make the mix
I'll experiment like a scientist
You wanna rhyme, you gotta sign my list
'Cause I'm a manifest and bless the mic I hold
You want it next then you gotta have soul
'Cause if you ain't got it, I'm a make an encore
Take the mic, make the people respond for
The R, 'cause that's the way it'll have to be
If you wanna get on after me
Think about it, wait, erase your rhyme
Forget it and don't waste your time
'Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controlling it
Drop the mic, you shouldn't be holding it
This is how it should be done this style is identical to none
Some try to make it sound like this but you're getting me
So upset that I'm wet 'cause you're sweating me
I drip steam like a microphone fiend, eager to MC is my theme
I get hype when I hear a drum roll
Rakim is on the mic and you know I got soul
You got it, you got it
You got it, you got it
I got soul you got it that's why I came
To teach those who can't say my name
First of all, I'm the soloist, the soul controller
Rakim gets stronger as I get older
Constant elevation causes expansion
I write my rhyme while I cool in my mansion
Then put it on tape and in the city I test it
Then on the radio the R's requested
You listen to it, the concept might break you
'Cause almost anyone can relate to
Whoever's out of hand, I'm give him handles
Light 'em up, blow 'em out like candles
Or should I just let him melt?
Then give him a hand so they can see how it felt
I'm not bold just 'cuz I rock gold
Rakim 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 stop to see what you got
Get off the mic before I get too hot
I want to see which posse can dance the best
It should be easy 'cause the beat is fresh
Now if your from uptown, Brooklyn bound
The Bronx, Queens, or Long Island Sound
Even other states come right and exact
It ain't where you're from, it's where you're at
Since you came here, you have to show and prove
And do that dance until it don't move
'Cause all you need is soul self-esteem will release
The rest is up to you, Rakim'll say peace
You got it, you got it
You got it, you got it
You got it, you got it
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You got it, you got it
You got it, you got it
You got it, you got it
The rest is up to you, Rakim'll say peace
'Cause all you need is soul self-esteem will release
And do that dance until it don't move
Since you came here, you have to show and prove
It ain't where you're from, it's where you're at
Even other states come right and exact
The Bronx, Queens, or Long Island Sound
Now if your from uptown, Brooklyn bound
It should be easy 'cause the beat is fresh
I want to see which posse can dance the best
Get off the mic before I get too hot
Now I'm a stop to see what you got
You got it, you got it
You got it, you got it
Rakim is on the mic and you know I got soul
I'm not bold just 'cuz I rock gold
Then give him a hand so they can see how it felt
Or should I just let him melt?
Light 'em up, blow 'em out like candles
Whoever's out of hand, I'm give him handles
'Cause almost anyone can relate to
You listen to it, the concept might break you
Then on the radio the R's requested
Then put it on tape and in the city I test it
I write my rhyme while I cool in my mansion
Constant elevation causes expansion
Rakim gets stronger as I get older
First of all, I'm the soloist, the soul controller
To teach those who can't say my name
I got soul you got it that's why I came
You got it, you got it
You got it, you got it
Rakim is on the mic and you know I got soul
I get hype when I hear a drum roll
I drip steam like a microphone fiend, eager to MC is my theme
So upset that I'm wet 'cause you're sweating me
Some try to make it sound like this but you're getting me
This is how it should be done this style is identical to none
Drop the mic, you shouldn't be holding it
'Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controlling it
Forget it and don't waste your time
Think about it, wait, erase your rhyme
If you wanna get on after me
The R, 'cause that's the way it'll have to be
Take the mic, make the people respond for
'Cause if you ain't got it, I'm a make an encore
You want it next then you gotta have soul
'Cause I'm a manifest and bless the mic I hold
You wanna rhyme, you gotta sign my list
I'll experiment like a scientist
Rakim will begin when you make the mix
Eric B. break the sticks, you got it
Let the others go first so the brothers don't miss
But I'll wait 'cause I mastered this
Grab the mic like I'm on Soul Train
To pose, show my rings and my fat gold chain
A beat like this might tempt me
Picture a mic, the stage is empty
I know you got soul
You got it, you got it
You got it, you got it
I escape when I finish the rhyme, I got soul
When I'm writing, I'm trapped in between the lines
I start to think and then I sink into the paper like I was ink
For those that can dance and clap your hands to it
It can be done but only I can do it
Def wit the record that was mixed a long time ago
A gift to be swift follow the leader the rhyme will go
The steps so get set and I'm a still come up with
When this is playing you can't get stuck with
Reaches your reflex, so let it work
Dilects the tempo like a red alert
Your body to dance, you got it soul
It's a 4 letter word when it's heard, it control
'Cause here it go
Then plug in the headphone
Dance wit the speaker till you hear it blow
As you hear it, pump up the volume
Hand on the dial, soon
And you sit by the radio
The rhymes from the microphone soloist
Thinking of this, you keep repeating you miss
Time's up, I'm sorry I kept you
Think of how many weak shows you slept through
Without a strong rhyme to step to
It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you
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| II KKnow YYou GGot SSoul |
| now ou ot oul |
| I nKow oYu oGt oSul |
| j lnow gou hot zoul |
| jI lKnow gYou hGot zSoul |
| Ij Klnow Ygou Ghot Szoul |
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| 9 onow hou yot woul |
| 9I oKnow hYou yGot wSoul |
| I9 Konow Yhou Gyot Swoul |
| l mnow 6ou bot doul |
| lI mKnow 6You bGot dSoul |
| Il Kmnow Y6ou Gbot Sdoul |
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| o jnow uou vot eoul |
| oI jKnow uYou vGot eSoul |
| Io Kjnow Yuou Gvot Seoul |
| k inow 7ou fot xoul |
| kI iKnow 7You fGot xSoul |
| Ik Kinow Y7ou Gfot Sxoul |
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| 8 Knnow jou tot aoul |
| 8I Kow jYou tGot aSoul |
| I8 Konw Yjou Gtot Saoul |
| u Kmow tou Goot Sooul |
| uI tYou Gt Sul |
| Iu Knmow Ytou Gto Suol |
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| Khow Yoou Gkt Skul |
| Khnow Yu Gkot Skoul |
| Knhow Yuo Gokt Sokul |
| Kjow Yku G9t S9ul |
| Ykou G9ot S9oul |
| Knjow Yoku Go9t So9ul |
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| Kbow Y9u G0t S0ul |
| Kbnow Y9ou G0ot S0oul |
| Knbow Yo9u Go0t So0ul |
| Knoow Y0u Glt Slul |
| Knw Y0ou Glot Sloul |
| Knwo Yo0u Golt Solul |
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| Knkw Ylu Git Siul |
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