Guess Who's Back Rakim

[00:02.44] Yeah, yeah [00:04.84] It's the return of the Wild Style fashionist [00:07.21] Smashin hits, make it hard to adapt to this [00:09.55] Put pizazz and jazz in this, and cash in this [00:12.38] Mastered this, flash this and make em clap to this [00:14.63] DJ's throw on cuts and obey the crowd [00:17.46] Just pump the volume up, and play it loud [00:20.25] Hip-Hop's embedded, before I said I wouldn't let it [00:22.79] But me and the microphone is still magnetic [00:25.22] Straight off the top, I knew I'd be forced to rock [00:27.76] Dancefloors just stop, the spot's scorchin hot [00:30.17] Hoping I open Rakim Allah seminars [00:33.05] Massage at the bar smokin ten dollar cigars [00:35.36] While I admire midas, with more vision than TV's [00:38.20] I find it easy catchin diabetes from fly sweeties [00:40.37] Sit back and wait to hear a slammin track [00:42.93] Rockin jams by popular demand, I'm back [00:45.50] I control the crowd, you know I hold it down [00:48.27] When it drop you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound [00:50.75] From town to town, until it's world reknowned [00:53.22] And I rock New York City all year around [00:55.90] Check it out [00:57.15] It's on so you can swerve when it's heard in clubs [00:58.71] Thought patterns displayed on Persian rugs [01:00.97] Equations are drawn up in paisley form [01:03.21] Mic it stay warm, my flow is Evian [01:05.76] Deep as a Nautilus, you stay dipped in Ra style [01:08.68] From the shores of Long Island to Panama Canal [01:11.00] Intellect pitches new trends like a clothes designer [01:13.57] I'm in effect, quicker than medicines in China [01:16.40] Split the mic open fill it with somethin potent to go in [01:19.03] And take a toke then, mental planes start floatin [01:21.71] Hot science is smokin altitudes cause chokin [01:24.01] Product is hypnotic you're soakin and still smokin [01:26.48] Showin better scenes than grams of amphetamines [01:29.00] Plans to scheme, means I'll forever fiend [01:31.45] Long as the mic is loud and the volume is pumpin [01:34.35] I'ma move crowds to 2000 [01:47.55] Yo, my rhymes and lyrics, find spirits like a seance [01:49.65] Since fat Cray-ons, I write and display chaos [01:52.08] My plan is damage, the diagram to where the jam [01:54.62] I take advantage, until the crowd go bananas [01:57.32] What a rush I hear cuts then I lust to touch [01:59.83] Microphones get clutched by the illustrious [02:02.28] Word spread I inherited, many ways to say the unsaid [02:05.63] Born with three 7's in my head [02:07.40] In time no one can seem to blow your mind as far as this [02:09.83] To find you'll need philosophers and anthropologists [02:12.23] Astrologists, professors from your smartest colleges [02:15.38] With knowledge of scholarships, when Ra be droppin this [02:17.67] Some of the things I know, will be in your next Bible [02:20.05] When I die go bury me and my notebook in Cairo [02:22.49] With the great God from Egypt manifest was write rhymes [02:25.44] Align with the stars, I come back to bless the mic [02:27.67] "Once again, back is the incredible" [02:49.46] Word up, Rakim Allah the Microphone Fiend is back, yaknahmean? [03:06.75] "Rakim Allah" [03:08.33] Till death do us part [03:09.25] "Once again, back is the incredible" [03:10.14] It's on [03:10.90] "Rakim Allah" [03:11.46] "Once again back is the incredible [03:12.17] The incredible, the incredible [03:12.81] The incredible... [03:13.48] Once again back is the incredible [03:14.25] Rhyme animal, the incredible..." [03:14.91]