Zobacz utwór: I know

Rakim - I know

Tekst :

Aye yo, who s the most explosive one yet?
The a roundest one left
Who flows express to them rhythm drum set ain t done yet?
Flow like a trumpet to your eardrum are deaf
Who pose a threat?
Yo- who s more ferocious- none yet
To the night damn set mic trends and life ends
In sight, I see the whole world through a tight lens
Rhymes I write wins and kept a white Benz
Spend G s like hundreds and hundreds like tens
I get paid, Black, but laid back with mild manners
When I flip it s the opposite of dark Bruce Banner
Out the lab with soul and melodies in your ear
And just when it all seem clear I disappear
All you gotta do is holler
Reappear like vol-la the street scholar
I m 40 deep like Ali Baba
Give the mamas something to talk about in the beauty parlor
Keep it hot like lava, yeah
It s Rakim Allah

(Chorus)
I know you find it hard to believe that
I am the genie of the mic an
I can do anything you wish but
Right now I m commanding you to dance

(2nd verse)
Ready to dance y all, my magic carpet s the dance floor
Last chance y all even if you can t ball
What part don t you understand? Your wish is my command
And I m a rock a jam by popular demand
You gone love this, it s marvelous, baby
It gotta thug s twist-it start to get crazy
It s off the meat rack- can t keep my peeps back
Speak raps and I freak tracks for these cats
I got a fetish for puttin together words and letters
It ain t all about the cheddars and y all know where my head is
Ghetto scriptures for my little brothers and sisters
And still get vicious for the thugs and the Misses
What I don t do is talk about the same old thing
When I come through, I drop it, and they gone swing
I bring the ladies joy until they make crazy noise
Cuz the beat s bangin - I m born to blaze, baby boy

(Chorus)
I know I you find it hard to believe that
I am the genie of the mic an
I can do anything you wish but
Right now I m commanding you to dance

(3rd verse)
The editor-forever more the predator, I said it all
I spread a war, like never before
Spit lead at yours like a ghetto braud raw at a ?
She ll never pause
With raw metaphors, I set it off
But I just begun the best is yet to come
Blessed with a majestic tongue since I was young
But I was stressed for funds and obsessed with guns
Test the one, let Allah protect your son
Cause something musical magician, the ageiathic author
The microphone magician when I have a magic marker, a mentor
You can explore, every sentence is a tour
The inventor is more than adventure
You ll be blown away, and a zone ?
It s so ill, I still grab the microphone and say
One of my own displays like I m known to blaze
And I bet rhyme pays until I m old and gray

(Chorus)(4x)
I know you find it hard to believe that
I am the genie of the mic and
I can do anything wish but
Right now I m commanding you to dance