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Rakim Lyrics

Album: The 18th Letter

Outro (The 18th Letter) Lyrics

Remember that? 

Turn the beat up I get lost in the mind come across 

the rhyme kick my feet up then I find myself in time 

I was on a train destination Marley Marl's domain 

I entertained things'll never be the same 

DJ's are conveyed if the label OK it 

Teddy Ted and Special K was the first ones to play it 

On the radio with the crazy flow 

I pay dues until it pays me dough to do a show 

When I'm at the helm I cover the whole realm 

In control and leave your soul overwhelmed 

Another influence of beats and instruments 

Lyrics make it intricate and elements are tense 

When you was playin Pac Man it was the jams I packed 

Peeps would swarm when I was perform in, black I'm all that 

Back before they turned hip-hop to rap 

It always a place to party at, remember that? 

I remember the spots that used to be hot 

Just like the roof top, a place that only few can rock 

on a wild ass block, yeah you find me there a lot 

Until you hear gunshots, that's when the fun stops 

Here come the cops, time to go home, get in order 

Cause I'll be back in Manhattan if somethings happenin at the Latin Quarter 

House of havoc when it came to fourteen carat 

And if you had it yeah kids'd try to grab it 

It's cool at the Red Parrot we was doin it there 

I was the first one to rip it at the Union Square 

Me and DJ Red Alert did work 

A crazy concert, a lot of kids got hurt 

I did encores at the Encore, they wanted more 

I kicked a freestyle til I heard the crowd roar 

Like the Funhouse, Bronx Center never endin black 

Place to be was the Brooklyn Armory, remember that? 

Remember that? (3X) 

Open the door, let the crowds in, over twenty thousand 

Wildin music's loud and microphone's growlin 

Tickets are sold out, parties is packed and on tour 

rippin basketball arenas back then 

Even afterparties, posses of players and hotties 

Everybody was Gotti, spreadin bucks like shotties 

Spendin cash, to make a good time last 

Thoughts that I had give me a blast of the past 

Memories of unforgettable times on my mind 

Dollar signs and melodies and incredible rhymes 

The people I met, and the sets that got wrecked 

All the mics I checked, most of all life's effects 

And peace to all the people I grew up around 

in the streets back when beats had a rougher sound 

I used to be wild me and my crew sit back and we smile 

Keep piles of pictures filed in case I go senile 

Cause some things are just too good to be forgot 

Like your neighborhood block or your favorite spot 

Certain records always seem to make me reminisce 

And when it hits, and then it clicks, remember this 

My life flashed before me I'm there from the sounds 

I hear pinpoint the year, it's perfectly clear 

I like the way it went down and alla that, in fact 

It mean a lot, cause you can't bring it back, remember that 

Remember that? (3X)
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