I came in the doorI said it before
I never let the mic magnatize me no more
But it's biting mefighting meinviting me to rhyme
I can't hold it backI'm looking for the line
Taking off my coatclearing my throat
My rhyme will be kicking it until I hit my last note
My mind'll range to find all kinds of ideas
Self-esteem makes it seem like a thought took years to build
But still say a rhyme after the next one
Preparednever scaredI'll just bless one
And you know that I'm the soloist
So eric bmake 'em clap to this

I don't bug out or chill or be acting ill
No tricks in '86it's time to build
Eric b easy on the cutno mistakes allowed
Cuz to memc means move the crowd
I made it easy to dance to this
But can you detect what's coming next from the flex of the wrist
Saying indeed that I precede cuz my man made a mix
If he bleed he won't need no band-aid to fix
If they can get some around until there's no rhymes left
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I hurry up because the cut will make 'em bleed to death
But he's kicking it because it ain't no half stepping
The party is livethe rhyme can't be kept in-
Sideit needs erupting just like a volcano
It ain't the everyday style of the same old rhyme
Because I'm better then the rest of them
Eric b is on the cut and my name is rakim

Go get a girl and get soft and warm
Don't get excitedyou've been invited to a quiet storm
But now it's out of hand cuz you told me you hate me
And then you ask what have I done lately
First you said all you want is love and affection
Let me be your angel and I'll be your protection
Take you outbuy you all kinds of things
I must of got you too hot and burned off your wings
You caught an attitudeyou need food to eat up
I'm scheming like I'm dreaming on a couch wit my feet up
You scream I'm lazyyou must be crazy
Thought I was a donutyou tried to glaze me

Funky...

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