Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Follow The Leader, artist - Eric B.. Album song Gold, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Follow The Leader |
Get in the flow — and you can picture like a photo |
Music mixed mellow maintains to make |
Melodies for mc’s motivates the breaks |
I’m everlastin, I can go on for days and days |
With rhyme displays that engrave deep as x-rays |
I can take a phrase that’s rarely heard, flip it Now it’s a daily word |
I can get iller than 'nam, a killin bomb |
But no alarm — rakim will remain calm |
Self-esteem make me super superb and supreme |
But for a microphone still I fiend |
This was a tape I wasn’t supposed to break |
I was supposed to wait, but let’s motivate |
I want to see who can keep followin and swallowin |
Takin the making, bitin it and borrowin |
Brothers tried and others died to get the formula |
But i’ma let ya sweat — you still ain’t warm |
You a step away from frozen, stiff as if ya posin |
Dig into my brain as the rhyme gets chosen |
So follow me and were ya thinkin' you were first? |
Let’s travel at magnificent speeds around the universe |
What could ya say as the earth gets further and further away |
Planets are small as balls of clay |
Astray into the milky way — world’s outasight |
Far as the eye can see — not even a satellite |
Now stop and turn around and look |
As ya stare in the darkness, ya knowledge is took! |
So keep starin soon ya suddenly see a star |
You better follow it cause it’s the r This is a lesson if ya guessin and if ya borrowin |
Hurry hurry step right up and keep followin |
The leader |
Verse two: |
This is a lifetime mission, vision of prison |
Aight listen |
In this journey you’re the journal I’m the journalist |
Am I eternal? |
or an eternalist? |
I’m about to flow long as I can possibly go Keep ya movin cause the crowd said so Dance — cuts rip ya pants |
Eric b on the blades, bleedin to death — call the ambulance |
Pull out my weapon and start to squeeze |
A magnum as a microphone murderin' mc’s |
Let’s quote a rhyme from a record I wrote |
(follow the leader) yeah — dope |
Cause everytime I stop it seems ya stuck |
Soon as ya try to step off ya self-destruct |
I came to overcome before I’m gone |
By showin and provin and lettin knowledge be born |
Then after that I’ll live forever — you disagree? |
You say never? |
then follow me! |
From century to century you’ll remember me In history — not a mystery or a memory |
God by nature, mind raised in asia |
Since you was tricked, I have to raise ya From the cradle to the grave, but remember |
You’re not a slave |
Cause we was put here to be much more than that |
But we couldn’t see it because our mind was trapped |
But I’m here to break away the chains, take away the pains |
Remake the brains, reveal my name |
I guess nobody told you a little knowledge is dangerous |
It can’t be mixed, diluted; |
it can’t be changed or switched |
Here’s a lesson if ya guessing and borrowing |
Hurry hurry, step right up and keep following |
The leader |
Verse three: |
A furified freestyle, lyrics of fury |
My third eye makes me shine like jewelry |
You’re just a rent-a-rapper, your rhymes are minute-maid |
I’ll be here when it fade to watch you flip like a renegade |
I can’t wait to break and eliminate |
On every traitor or snake — so stay awake |
And follow and follow, because the tempo’s a trail |
The stage is a cage, the mic is a third rail |
I’m rakim the fiend of a microphone |
I’m not him, so leave my mic alone |
Soon as the beat is felt, I’m ready to go So fasten your seatbelt, cause I’m about to flow |
No need to speed slow down to let the leader lead |
Word to daddy, indeed! |
The r’s a rollin stone, so I’m rollin |
Directions is told, then the rhymes are stolen |
Stop buggin', a brother said, dig em, I never dug 'em |
He couldn’t follow the leader long enough so I drug 'em |
Into danger zone, he should arrange his own |
Face it, it’s basic, erase it, change ya tone |
There’s one r in the alphabet |
It’s a one-letter word and it’s about to get |
More complex from one rhyme to the next |
Eric b be easy on the flex |
I’ve been from state to state, followers tailgate |
Keep comin but you came too late, but I’ll wait |
So back up, regroup, get a grip, come equipped |
You’re the next contestant — clap ya hands, you won a trip! |
The price is right — don’t make a deal too soon |
How many notes could you name this tune? |
Follow the leader is the title, theme, task |
Now ya know, you don’t have to ask |
Rap is rhythm and poetry, cuts create sound effects |
You might catch up if you follow the records e. |
wrecks |
Until then keep eatin and swallowin |
You better take a deep breath and keep followin |
The leader. |