| Aye yo, who’s the most explosive one yet?
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| The a roundest one left
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| Who flows express to them rhythm drum set ain’t done yet?
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| Flow like a trumpet to your eardrum are deaf
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| Who pose a threat?
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| Yo- who’s more ferocious- none yet
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| To the night damn set mic trends and life ends
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| In sight, I see the whole world through a tight lens
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| Rhymes I write wins and kept a white Benz
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| Spend G’s like hundreds and hundreds like tens
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| I get paid, Black, but laid back with mild manners
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| When I flip it’s the opposite of dark Bruce Banner
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| Out the lab with soul and melodies in your ear
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| And just when it all seem clear I disappear
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| All you gotta do is holler
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| Reappear like vol-la the street scholar
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| I’m 40 deep like Ali Baba
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| Give the mamas something to talk about in the beauty parlor
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| Keep it hot like lava, yeah
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| It’s Rakim Allah
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| I know you find it hard to believe that
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| I am the genie of the mic an I can do anything you wish but
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| Right now I’m commanding you to dance
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| (2nd verse)
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| Ready to dance y’all, my magic carpet’s the dance floor
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| Last chance y’all even if you can’t ball
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| What part don’t you understand? |
| Your wish is my command
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| And I’m a rock a jam by popular demand
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| You gone love this, it’s marvelous, baby
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| It gotta thug’s twist-it start to get crazy
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| It’s off the meat rack- can’t keep my peeps back
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| Speak raps and I freak tracks for these cats
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| I got a fetish for puttin’together words and letters
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| It ain’t all about the cheddars and y’all know where my head is Ghetto scriptures for my little brothers and sisters
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| And still get vicious for the thugs and the Misses
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| What I don’t do is talk about the same old thing
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| When I come through, I drop it, and they gone swing
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| I bring the ladies joy until they make crazy noise
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| Cuz the beat’s bangin'- I’m born to blaze, baby boy
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| I know I you find it hard to believe that
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| I am the genie of the mic an I can do anything you wish but
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| Right now I’m commanding you to dance
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| (3rd verse)
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| The editor-forever more the predator, I said it all
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| I spread a war, like never before
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| Spit lead at yours like a ghetto braud raw at a?
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| She’ll never pause
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| With raw metaphors, I set it off
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| But I just begun the best is yet to come
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| Blessed with a majestic tongue since I was young
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| But I was stressed for funds and obsessed with guns
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| Test the one, let Allah protect your son
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| Cause something musical magician, the ageiathic author
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| The microphone magician when I have a magic marker, a mentor
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| You can explore, every sentence is a tour
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| The inventor is more than adventure
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| You’ll be blown away, and a zone?
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| It’s so ill, I still grab the microphone and say
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| One of my own displays like I’m known to blaze
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| And I bet rhyme pays until I’m old and gray
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| I know you find it hard to believe that
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| I am the genie of the mic and
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| I can do anything wish but
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| Right now I’m commanding you to dance |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Know, artist - Rakim. Album song The Master, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп