Rakim Lyrics

Album: 18th Letter

The Saga Begins Lyrics

Yes yes y'all check it out y'all (repeat 2X) 

Chorus: Rakim 

(Yo) I find a show rhyme til it's time to go 

I'm designed to blow my mind's inclined to flow 

Yo my M.O. makin all kind of dough 

From the info that Rakim show y'know? 

Verse One: Rakim 

Yes yes y'all I still fiend by any means 

to flow and I go through extremes don't intervene 

My adventures show like a three dimensional screen 

Cause I mention many things and I'm presentin many scenes 

Guess I'm telegraphic, motions energentic 

Better tell em forget it, cause I'm telekinetic 

Crowds is screamin, I choke the mic and keep squeezin 

Styles seemin like I used a thousand words without breathin 

Bustin techs like Russian Roulette I doubt you win 

Freestyles like hand grenades without the pin 

Composin, then leave the mic full of corrosion 

Don't test this, or best to expects this explosion 

At shows I spit flows with seven deadly venoms 

Killin syllables with poisonous synonyms in em 

Ideas is blowin, mics is blowin 

from what I'm showin, see it, I keep it goin when I'm flowin 

Chorus 

Verse Two: Rakim 

When I'm flowin, theoretically speakin like a drummer 

I take you through the streets to the parks in the summer 

or illustrate, a time and place you never been in 

and make you focus on the future after seein the beginning 

And my style wilds, like Miles on the trumpet 

Volume dial was kind of low, need to pump it 

Up another notch turn the dial til it stops 

More watts you got, more things to watch 

Third eye's wide open, you're focused on the theory 

Keep scopin til you hear me, words is spoken clearly 

It's no smokescreens on the scenes that I'm showin 

Man I keep it goin, damn I keep it flowin 

Chorus 2X 

Verse Three: Rakim 

Two pages cause panic, freestyles is frantic 

Thoughts is organic, flow is aerodynamic 

Mic is volcanic, rhymes spread across the planet 

I send out the scribe now the vibes gigantic 

Now, I'm internationally known, mental capacities blown 

I hope your microphone's accident prone 

Raw footage is shown, but only showin scenes of my own 

Leavin your periphereal vision in a zone 

But not the twilight, from the insight that I write 

and recite, in my mic'll be bright, cause I like 

the night glowin, it's out of sight when I'm showin 

Man I keep it goin, damn I keep it flowin 

Chorus 2X 

Verse Four: Rakim 

Yo, accurate tactics "Make Em Clap to This" 

When I "Move the Crowd", my "Rhythm" still don't miss 

Breeze through melodies cause "It's Been A Long Time" 

My "Lyrics" is "Fury" and rappers hate to hear me rhyme 

Every antidote that I quote, is "No Joke" 

Nobody's smilin "In The Ghetto" from the notes I wrote 

My high techniques wreck and disrepect beats 

Have you "Follow-in The Leader" up and down the streets 

So "Kick Along" as I rip a song with pull 

As the rhyme goes on I get "Paid In Full" 

It's Rakim, I'm indicatin rhymes for the showin 

Check it out y'all, I keep it goin when I'm flowin 

Chorus 2X 

Straight up, Rakim Allah the Fiend of the Microphone still flowin 

You know? One love to ? comin through your livin room soon, straight up 

?, one love 

The whole tri-state, one love 

Rakim Allah baby, y'know? 

It's on, what, check it out y'all, check it out