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Текст песни Eric B. and Rakim - My Melody

Eric B. and Rakim - My Melody слова песни




Turn up the bass, check out my melody, hand out a cigarI`m lettin knowledge be born, and my name`s the RA-k-i-m, not like the rest of them, I`m not on a listThat`s what I`m sayin, I drop science like a scientistMy melody`s in a code, the very next episodeHas the mic often distortin`, ready to explodeI keep the mic at Fahrenheit, freeze MC`s to make `em colderThe listener`s system is kickin` like solarAs I memorize, advertise, like a poetKeep you goin` when I`m flowin`, smooth enough, you know with the roughThat`s why the moral of my story I tell`ll beNobody beats the R, check out my melodySo what, I`m a microphone fiend addicted soon as I seenOne of these four MC`s so they don`t have to screamI couldn`t wait to take the mic, flow into it to test it,Let `My Melody` play, then a record suggest itI`m droppin bombs, but I stay peace and calmAny MC that disagree with me wave your armAnd I`ll break, when I`m through breakin` I`ll leave you brokeDrop the mic when I`m finished and watch it smokeSo stand back, you wanna rap? All of that can waitI won`t push, I won`t beat around the bushI wanna break upon those who are not supposed toYou might try but you can`t get close toBecause I`m number one, competition is noneI`m measured with the heat that`s made by sun`Cause I`m playin ball or bobbin` in the hallOr just writin my name in graffiti on the wallYou shouldn`t have told me you said you controlled meSo now a contest is what you owe mePull out your money, pull out your cutPull up a chair, and I`m a tear shit upMy name is Rakim Allah, and R and A stands for RaSwitch it around, it still comes out RSo easily will I e-m-c-e-eMy repetition of words is check out my melodySome bass and treble is moist, scratch in and cut in a voiceAnd when it`s mine that`s when the rhyme is always choiceI wouldn`t a came and said my name and run same weak shitPuttin` blurbs and slurs and words that don`t fitIn a rhyme, why waste time on the microphoneI take this more serious than just a poemRockin party to party, backyard to yardI tear it up, y`all, and bless the mic for the godsThe rhyme is rugged, at the same time sharpI can swing off anything even a string of a harpJust turn it on and start rockin, mine, no introduction`Til I finish droppin science, no interruptionWhen I approach I exercise like a coachUsin` a melody and add new verse(?) and notesSo when the mic and the R-a-k-i-mIt`s attached, like a match I will strike againRhymes are poetically kept and alphabetically steppedPut in a order to pursue with the momentum exceptI say one rhyme out of order, a longer rhyme shorter,A pause, but don`t stop the tape recorderI`m not a regular competitor, first rhyme editorMelody arranger, poet, etceteraExtra event, the grand finale-like bonusI am the man they call the microphonistWith wisdom, which means wise words bein` spokenToo many at one time watch the mic start smokin`I came to express the rap I manifestStand in my way and I`ll veto on the word`s protestMC`s that wanna be vissed(?), they`re gonnaBe dissed if they don`t get from in frontaAll they can go get is me a glass of MoetA hard time, sip your juice and watch a smooth poetI take 7 MC`s put `em in a lineAnd add 7 more brothas who think they can rhymeWell, it`ll take 7 more before I go for mineNow that`s 21 MC`s ate up at the same timeEasy does it, do it easy, that`s what I`m doin`No fessin`, no messin` around, no chewin`No robbin`, no buyin`, bitin`, why botherThis slob`ll stop tryin`, fightin` to followMy unusual style will confuse you a whileAnd if I was water, I`d flow in the NileSo many rhymes you won`t have time to go for yoursJust because of applause I have to pauseRight after tonight is when I prepareTo catch another sucka duck MC out there`Cause my strategy has to be tragedy, catastropheAnd after this you`ll call me your majestyMy melodyYes, my melodyEric B.Marley Marl synthesized it, I memorize itEric B. made a cut and advertised itMy melody`s created for MC`s in the placeThey try to listen cuz I`m dissin them so pick up your faceShook off your neck cuz you try to detect my paceNow you`re buggin`, almost doggin` off my rhyme-like bassThe melody that I`m stylin`, smooth as a violinRough enough to break New York from Long IslandMy wisdom is swift, no matter ifMy momentum is slow, MC`s still stand stiffI`m genuine like leather - reclined to be cleverMC, you`ll beat the R, I`ll say "Oh never"So Eric B., cut it easily and check out my melody...

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