Eric B. & Rakim - I Know You Got Soul Lyrics
Its been a long time, I shouldnt have left youWithout a strong rhyme to step toThink of how many weak shows you slept throughTimes up, Im sorry I kept youThinking of this, you keep repeating you missThe rhymes from the microphone soloistAnd you sit by the radio, hand on the dial, soonAs you hear it, pump up the volumeDance wit the speaker till you hear it blow,Then plug in the headphone cause here it goIts a 4 letter word when its heard, it controlYour body to dance (you got it) soul,Ditects the tempo like a red alertReaches your reflex, so let it workWhen this is playing, you cant get stuck witThe steps, so get set and Im a still come up witA gift to be swift, follow the leader, the rhyme will goDef wit the record that was mixed a long time agoIt can be done but only I can do itFor those that can dance and clap your hands to itI start to think and then I sinkInto the paper like I was inkWhen Im writing, Im trapped in between the lines,I escape when I finish the rhyme...I got soulYou got it (4x)I know you got soulPicture a mic, the stage is emptyA beat like this might tempt meTo pose, show my rings and my fat gold chainGrab the mic like Im on soul trainBut Ill wait cause I mastered thisLet the others go first so the brothers dont missEric b. break the sticks (you got it)Rakim will begin when you make the mixIll experiment like a scientistYou wanna rhyme, you gotta sign my listcause Im a manifest and bless the mic I holdYou want it next? then you gotta have soulcause if you aint got it, Im a make an encoreTake the mic, make the people respond forThe r, cause thats the way itll have to beIf you wanna get on after meThink about it, wait, erase your rhymeForget it and dont waste your timecause Ill be in the crowd if you aint controlling itDrop the mic, you shouldnt be holding itThis is how it should be doneThis style is identical to noneSome try to make it sound like this but youre getting meSo upset that Im wet cause youre sweating meI drip steam like a microphone fiendEager to mc is my themeI get hype when I hear a drum rollRakim is on the mic and you know I got soulYou got it (5x)I got soul (you got it) thats why I cameTo teach those who cant say my nameFirst of all, Im the soloist, the soul controllerRakim gets stronger as I get olderConstant elevation causes expansionI write my rhyme while I cool in my mansionThen put it on tape and in the city I test itThen on the radio the rs requestedYou listen to it, the concept might break youcause almost anyone can relate to...Whoevers out of hand, Im give him handlesLight em up, blow em out like candlesOr should I just let him melt?Then give him a hand so they can see how it feltIm not bold just cuz I rock goldRakim is on the mic and you know I got soulYou got it (4x)Now Im a stop to see what you gotGet off the mic before I get too hotI want to see which posse can dance the bestIt should be easy cause the beat is freshNow if your from uptown, brooklyn- bound,The bronx, queens, or long island sound,Even other states come right and exact,It aint where youre from, its where youre atSince you came here, you have to show and proveAnd do that dance until it dont movecause all you need is soul self-esteem will release,The rest is up to you, rakim ll say peaceYou got it (10x)
