เพลง I Know You Got Soul

I Know You Got Soul - Eric B. & Rakim

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

Ditects the tempo like a red alert

Reaches your reflex so let it work

When this is playing you can't get stuck wit

The steps so get set

And I'm a still come up wit

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

You got it

You got it

You got it

You got it