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Rakim The Master

What are you giving them back? Umm, I think what I'm givin' Them back, man is, umm What they been waitin' for Yaknahmean? Umm Skills

I'm back, the God remains still at the end They sabotage the game, still I'm a win Rakim Allah's the name, and with a pen No one can dodge the rain, kill

the floor, wall to wall There's more at the door, players ball to score 'Cause this right here is for all of y'all Rakim and Primo, yo I got what you

Yeah It's the paragraph ambassador The wild style fashioner It's the god Rakim, the master Feel this (1st verse) This is that lost ass track

If I lay low and let the day go, it'll slow my payroll Aye yo, I'm a terrorize charge and slay shows Ra slay flows go as far as the Barbados On the turntable

ones, Orlando, N.O. What, Brooklyn, Uptown, Queens, Bronx, L.I. Staten Island, N.J., what, Connecticut, can?t forget y?all Girls everywhere, ha ha, girls, girls, girls, girls, uh,uh uh Dedicated to the ladies from Rakim

One two Yeah uhh yeah Yeah it's the God baby Long Island's own Barbarian of the microphone It's for y'all niggaz And the streets just a couple of miles

mad about? Must be a cash route MC's switch they style from they last bout and I bet soon as they hear this they spaz out [Chorus x2] [Rakim] Wherever Rakim

floor, wall to wall There's more at the door, players ball to score 'Cause this right here is for all of y'all Rakim and Primo, yo I got what you need