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Musical Massacre

アーティスト:Rakim 

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Take that microphone from that kid and heat it up I keep the mic hot, I heat it up, kid I keep the mic hot, I heat it up I keep the mic hot, I heat it up Mic check, y'all, then throw it to the floor The crowd wanted more so I came in the door The great Rakim paper mates to the pen Knowledge is born and the light strikes again Elements burst and gave birth to the first Get the pen from the nurse and hook the mic up first When it absolutely, positively has to be there on time I deliver a rhyme The heckler of hip hop, hop to this one I got more, kid, they hate to miss one Style got jazz and the crowd's out of control 'Cause I've got the mic and I've got the soul New York's own microphone technician Thoughts'll give 'em visions, style'll make you listen Devastates the ear, my opponents can't see me I gave 'em directions but wrote it in graffiti But they wanna know my m.o., ease back though They want the exact flow, then study my steelo Sketch the skit but they still can't see what I did I heat the mic up, kid I keep the mic hot, I heat it up, kid I keep the mic hot, I heat it up I keep the mic hot, I heat it up I keep the mic hot, I heat it up I keep the mic hot, I heat it up Then I explode with a song with a original form Or I'll perform it at high mode, they want the code Destroyed the blueprints and documents and hits Crews been, umm, looking for clues ever since Beats start brewing up, rhymes is rough Stages and microphones self-destruct And when you thought you had the format down pat You get kicked back to the doormat with that 'Cause I've got a high tech style with know-how Select the file, watch the crowd go wild


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