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Song title: Eric B. & Rakim - To The Listeners

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Its to the listeners (whispered 4x)

*musical interlude*
Its to the listener
(repeat interlude and line 4x)

Verse one: rakim

Its to the listeners, for those that have a ear for this
State of the art, engineered for the mix
Eardrums are playing along to what Im sayin youre singin a song
Stevie blass on the keyboard, swingin along
But you dont have to dance, play it cool and listen
My djs mixin, and Ill do the quizzin
Cause who is number one if not best then better
Heres a hint: the 18th letter
The rhymes is sportable, microphone is portable
For any immortal man, swords is not affordable
Never take a loss cause Im hard to beat
I aint cheap but dont sell me a dream I dont sleep
Im paid in full, so save the bull
This aint a stick-up, you dont have to wave until
You feel sure, and you want more then wipe your sweat
Cause I just wanted to see how hype you could get
Cause when I came in the door steppin hard enough to shake the floor
I just started but the others cant make no more
Runnin out of beats breaks and out of time
If I was gone, youd be runnin out of rhymes
I improve, record dont have to be long
If its understood and the story is strong
You can speak out and hold the crowd as prisoners
The people is peepless, its to the listeners

Verse two:

Im the lord, for somethin you can absorb
Try and control and be cautious but the cuts in a cord
Make me deeper than down, I make the crowd, crowd around
People are peepless, cause the soloist found
Phrases, thoughts, made by the r of course
One thing I do is keep em different, and far from yours
You keep talkin, when will all the damage be done?
You say youre rulin but when Im in the place you dont come
Maybe youre waitin, to see what Im makin
One more style gets taken, then ima be breakin
If the patterns are causes, piano is soft
But make it hard for you to start, where I left off
You find yourself, till the point is across
You hit reverse to rewind it, thats when you hit the pause
I set the scene, first you hear mixin
Then the microphone fiends in effect, still listenin?
Pay close attention, never before mentioned
Listen up I got a brand new invention
Made from a musician its notes are played crisp
But listeners listen to what I wrote on a disc
Copywritten but still bitten they almost sound like
Almost pumpin, but it aint down like
A records supposed to sound, watch as it go around
Records are broken, smashed into the ground
That aint my melody, brothers keep runnin up and tellin me
Others are trying to flow smooth and steadily
Potholes are left in my path then I crash and bruise
Whoever refuse and cruise right past em
Cause I just left to do it for easy whatever
Death, till I get back you better stay in step
After speaking youll stare, if I was there your description is
Letters full of poetical medicine, this is for the listeners