Knowledge will begin until I finish this song'Cuz the rhyme gets rougher as the rhyme goes onYou sweat as you step about to get hypeOr should you just listen to the man on the micYou're physically in this with me but how could you tellIf it's meant to be hip-hop if you're not mentally as wellReady to absorb the rhyme that I just pouredInto the mic and so unite and this won't be so boredIf you just keep kickin' listen - to the mixAnd think you'll sink into the rhyme like quicksandHolds and controls you 'til I leaveYou fall deeper in the style - it's hard to breatheThe only time I stop is when somebody drop and thenBring 'em to the front 'cuz my rhymes' the oxygenThen wave your hands - when you're ready I'll send youInto your favorite dance so let the rhyme continueAnd so on and I'ma go on simultaneouslyAnd even if I stop - the rhyme remains to beRising to the top - and I came to drop itCatch it and quiz it - is my topicUniversual 'cuz I move everybody to comeBy exercising your mind you'll coincide as oneYou look around and see how packed the party starts to getI draw a crowd- like an architectThe five borroughs react and all the islands attractAnd every state can't wait - so they attackoff a spot on the floor - squeeze in cuz it's packedIt'll be more room if MC's play the backI'm the R the A to the K-I-MIf I wasn't, then why would I say I amThe microphone fiend if I was a fakeWhoever said it's just buggin' off the rhymes I makeI had you biting your tongue for what I brung and reciteSung it on stage some said it don't sound likeThe voice on the record - I see what you meanBecause the system was wack, so I had to screamSo just - give me a mic if it's loud I'll blow itIf not - into the crowd I'll throw itPull out my cordless mic and entertain you wellBefore I let go I'ma spark your brain cellsI took time to write - tonight I will reciteSo poetically inclined when the mic is held tightRhymes start flowin' kisses are blowinMC's are knowin' that's why they're goinHome to tell a friend when the party ends"Yo, man you know Rakim? That brother struck again"Cuz mic by mic and stage by stage,Tape by tape and page by page,When the crowd is moving I compete with the mixThe rougher the cuts - the rougher the rhyme getsDeeper and Deeper - I hope you understand itI made it up myself and I planned itFor other MC's who waste timeWriting jokes, riddles, and maybe a rhymeI cross my arms and I was waiting - but I was hatingThe rappers on the microphone was fronting - just fakingThey wasn't breakin', which means I was achin'To get up on the microphone and then start takin'Control of the mic - uptight when I grabbed itSo hug the speaker- your ear's a magnetAttracted to a freestyle put in effectYou listen to my man while you're sippin' MoetSo Eric, pick up the needle (yeah) put it in the middle (ahhight)Give me a scratch, turn my Mic up a little,I want you to hear this perfectly clearCatch what I'm sayin'? You get the idea?I hope you knowledge the beginning cuz I'm finished this songThe rhyme gets rougher as the rhyme flows on...
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