Текст песни Eric B And Rakim - As the Rhyme Goes On
Eric B And Rakim - As the Rhyme Goes On слова песни
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 it If 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 time Writing 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...