Rakim Lyrics

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Heat It Up Lyrics

"Once again back is the incredible" > Chuck D 

Yeah yeah 

It's the return of the Wild Style fashionist 

Smashin hits make it hard to adapt to this 

Put pizazz and jazz in this and cash in this 

Mastered this flash this and make em clap to this 

DJ's throw on cuts and obey the crowd 

Just pump the volume up and play it loud 

Hip Hop's embedded before I said I wouldn't let it 

But me and the microphone is still magnetic 

Straight off the top, I knew I'd be forced to rock 

Dancefloors just stop, the spot's scorchin hot 

Hoping I open Rakim Allah seminars 

Massage at the bar smokin ten dollar cigars 

while I admire midas, with more vision than TV's 

I find it easy catchin diabetes from fly sweeties 

Sit back and wait to hear a slammin track 

Rockin jams by popular demand, I'm back 

*chorus* 

I control the crowd, you know I hold it down 

When it drop you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound 

From town to town, until it's world reknowned 

And I rock New York City all year around 

Check it out 

It's on so you can swerve when it's heard in clubs 

Thought patterns displayed on Persian rugs 

Equations are drawn up in paisley form 

Mic it stay warm, my flow is Evian 

Deep as a Nautilus, you stay dipped in Ra style 

from the shores of Long Island to Panama Canal 

Intellect pitches new trends like a clothes designer 

I'm in effect, quicker than medicines in China 

Split the mic open fill it with somethin potent to go in 

and take a toke then, mental planes start floatin 

Hot science is smokin altitudes cause chokin 

Product is hypnotic you're soakin and still smokin 

Showin better scenes than grams of amphetamines 

Plans to scheme, means I'll forever fiend 

Long as the mic is loud and the volume is pumpin 

I'ma move crowds to 2000 

*chorus* 

Yo, my rhymes and lyrics, find spirits like a seance 

Since fat Cray-ons, I write and display chaos 

My plan is damage, the diagram to where the jam 

I take advantage, until the crowd go bananas 

What a rush I hear cuts then I lust to touch 

Microphones get clutched by the illustrious 

Word spread I inherited, many ways to say the unsaid 

Born with three 7's in my head 

In time no one can seem to blow your mind as far as this 

To find you'll need philosophers and anthropologists 

Astrologists, professors from your smartest colleges 

with knowledge of scholarships, when Ra be droppin this 

Some of the things I know, will be in your next Bible 

When I die go bury me and my notebook in Cairo 

with the great God from Egypt manifest was write rhymes 

align with the stars, I come back to bless the mic 

*chorus* 2X 

"Once again, back is the incredible" --> Chuck D 

Word up, Rakim Allah the Microphone Fiend is back, yaknahmean? 

"Rakim Allah" --> Rakim 

Till death do us part 

"Once again, back is the incredible" --> Chuck D 

It's on 

"Rakim Allah" --> Rakim 

*CD sample, *Ra sample in sequence to 3:50 

"Once again back is the incredible 

The incredible, the incredible 

The incredible... 

Once again back is the incredible 

Rhyme animal, the incredible..." --> Chuck D