My Melody

Turn up the bass, check out my melody, hand out a cigar

I'm lettin' knowledge be born and my name's The R

A-K-I-M, not like the rest of them, I'm not on the list

Catch what I'm sayin', I drop science like a scientist

My melody's in a code, the very next episode

Has the mic often distortin', ready to explode

I keep the mic at Fahrenheit, freeze emcees then make 'em colder

The listener's system is kickin' like solar

As I memorize, advertise like a poet

Keep you goin' when I'm flowin', smooth enough, you know it

But rough, that's why the moral of my story I tell'll be

Nobody beats The R, check out my melody

So what? I'm a microphone fiend, addicted soon as I sing

One of these four emcees so they don't have to scream

I couldn't wait to take the mic, blow into it to test

Then let my melody play, then the record suggest

That I'm droppin' bombs but I stay peace and calm

Any emcee that disagree with me, wave your arm

And I'll break, when I'm through breakin', I'll leave you broke

Drop the mic when I'm finished and watch it smoke

So stand back, you wanna rap? All of that can wait

I won't push, I won't beat around the bush

I wanna break upon those who are not supposed to

You might try but you can't get close to

Because I'm number one, competition is none

I'm measured with the heat that's made by Sun

Whether playin' ball or bobbin' in the hall

Or just writin' my name in graffiti on the wall

They shouldn't have told me you said you control me

So now a contest is what you owe me

Pull out your money, pull out your cut

Pull up a chair and I'ma tear shit up

My name is Rakim Allah, and R and A stand for RA

Switch it around, it still comes out R

So easily will I E-M-C-E-E

A repetition of words, just check out my melody

Some bass and treble is moist, scratchin' and cuttin' a voice

And when it's mine, that's when the rhyme is always choice

I wouldn't've came and said my name and run the same weak shit

Puttin' blurs and slurs and words that don't fit in a rhyme

Why waste time on the microphone?

I take this more serious than just a poem

Rock from party to party, backyard to yard

Now tear it up, y'all, and bless the mic for the gods

The rhyme is rugged, at the same time sharp

I can swing off anything, even a string of a harp

Just turn it on and start rockin', mind no introduction

Till I finish droppin' science, no interruption

When I approach, I exercise like a coach

Using a melody and add numerous of notes

And when the mic and the R-A-K-I-M

Is attached like a match, I will strike again

Rhymes are poetically kept and alphabetically stepped

Put in a order to proceed with the momentum except

I say one rhyme out of order, a longer rhyme shorter

Or pause

But don't stop the tape recorder

I take seven emcees, put 'em in a line

And add seven more brothers who think they can rhyme

Oh, it'll take seven more before I go for mine

And that's twenty-one emcees ate up at the same time

Easy does it, do it easy, that's what I'm doin'

No fessin', no messin' around, no chewin'

No robbin' or buyin', bitin', why borrow?

This slob'll stop tryin', fightin' to follow

My unusual style will confuse you a while

If I was water, I'd float in the Nile

So many rhymes, you won't have time to go for yours

Just because of applause, I have to pause

Right after tonight is when I prepare

To catch another sucker duck emcee out there

'Cause my strategy has to be tragedy, catastrophe

And after this, you'll call me your majesty

My melody

Here's my melody

Eric B.

Marley Marl synthesized it, I memorize it

Eric B. made a cut and advertised it

My melody's created for emcees in the place

They try to listen 'cause I'm dissin' them, so pick up your face

Shook off your neck as you try to detect my pace

Now you're druggin', almost buggin' off my rhyme like bass

The melody  that I'm stylin', smooth as a violin

Rough enough to break New York from Long Island

My wisdom is swift, no matter if

My momentum is slow, emcees still stand stiff

I'm genuine like leather, inclined to be clever

Emcees, you beat The R, I'll say, "Oh, never"

So Eric B. cut it easily

And check out my melody