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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eric B. & Rakim
Eric B. & Rakim
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Griffin
William Griffin
Composer
Eric Barrier
Eric Barrier
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eric B. & Rakim
Eric B. & Rakim
Producer
Eric Barrier
Eric Barrier
Producer

Lyrics

Let the rhythm hit 'em I'm the arsenal, I got artillery, lyrics of ammo Rounds of rhythm, then I'mma give 'em piano Bring a bullet-proof vest, nothin' to ricochet Ready, aim at the brain, now what the trigger say Tempos trifle, felt like a rifle Massage 'n' melodies, might go right through Simultaneously, like a uzi, nothin' could bruise me Lyrics let up when ladies say don't lose me So reload quickly, and you better hit me While I'm lettin' this Fifi get wit' me They're steppin' wit' 007, better make it snappy No time to do your hair baby, brothers are bustin' at me Beats and bullets pass me, none on target They want the R hit, but watch the god get Quicker, the tongue is the trigger, 'cause I'm real fast Let off some rhythm at 'em, let 'em feel the blast Penetrate at a crazy rate, this ain't a .38 Hit 'em at point blank range and watch 'em radiate Runnin' out of ammunition, I'm done wit' em You ask me how I did 'em, I let the rhythm hit 'em I push a power that's punishable, better be a prisoner The hit man is the, brother wit' charisma Showin' you that I have, powerful paragraphs Followers become leaders, but without a path Ya mentally paralyzed, crippled ya third eye Rhymes are blurred, then it occurred, that you heard I Reduced the friction, wit' crucifixion Let loose the mix then, boost the piston Eric hit 'em with' some of that, cut like a lumberjack And me get hit back, it won't be none of that I'm untouchable, you see me in 3-D When I let the rhythm hit another emcee Lyrics made of lead, enters your head Then eruption of a mass production'll spread When music gets louder, full of gun power Microphone machinery, when I see a crowd of Party people pumpin' they fist like this Ya hide in the back, thinkin' that I might miss But the R is accurate, plus I'm packed up with Educated punch lines, that I have to hit Whatever I aim at, I line 'em up Ya body is weak, ya feel the pain that, time is up You been hit with somethin' different, isn't it? Rakim is gonna radiate, nothin's equivalent Nothin' can harm me, why try to bar me You couldn't —ck around with Ra wit' a army You'll get wrecked by the architect, so respect 'em I disconnect 'em, soon as I inject 'em Wit' radiation, put 'em by the basement Bust his chest open, bash his face in Let it split 'em, since he brought his main man wit' 'em He ask me how I did 'em, I let the rhythm hit 'em Let it hit 'em Dance floor's dangerous, packed in like a briefcase Rhythm wit' real rough rhyme, beats with deep bass Girls, wit' tight pants, maybe they might dance Tonight if the R's on the mic, there's a slight chance The crowd is crucial, emcees grounds are neutral Now that you're here, let me introduce you Get ready, I'm hard to read like graffiti, but steady Science I drop is real heavy Radiant energy, that'll be the penalty Touch the third rail on the pain of remedy The prescription's one every hour, now it's a habit Ya need another hit from the freestyle fanatic Attention, follow directions, real close Keep out of reach of children, beware of overdose Too many milligram, but what made a iller jam My rhymes is the rhythm of thoughts that kill a man Ideas for the ear to fear, might split 'em He'll never forget 'em, he'll rest in peace wit' 'em At least when he left he'll know what hit 'em The last breath of the words of death, was the rhythm Now throw ya hands in the air and yell go Rakim'll do the rest of this slow If I speed they know they'll blow the hell up If I slow up, they'll catch up, hell no Wicked as I kicked it, no need to remix it 'Cause I prefixed it, reversed and switched it Perform to perfection, section for section Rhymes keep connectin', ya guessin' what's next an' Blood pressure rises, ya damn near lost it Hit the ground burnin' and woke up frostbit 'Cause when I explained ya can't complain for pain Travel through the brain hit a vein, then remain Let it radiate, vibes will vibrate, why did you violate? Now, I'mma have to let the style break Bones, now the tone is ingrown After this gets thrown, gimme another microphone Before I get that Fifi I met Whisper I wanna reach your intellect Kiss her, 'cause I wanna give her the most respect So I shine, and let my light reflect Hold 'er, mold 'er, make 'er feel older Lay her on my shoulder, everything I told her Makes her feel secure whenever I'm wit' 'er And you know how I did 'er, me and the rhythm hit 'er
Writer(s): William Griffin, Eric Barrier, Robert M James Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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