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Rakim'll say. Rakim'll say. Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!". Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!". Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!". Rakim'll say, "Follow the leader!. Rakim'll say Follow me
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I was a fiend before I became a teen. I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream. Music orientated so when hip hop was originated. Fitted like pieces of puzzles complicated. 'Cause I grabbe
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Whoever underestimated, still waited. Pumping the radio, finally they played it. You wondered how come the album was late. I was giving you time to get the last one straight. The show must go on,
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I ain't no joke, I used to let the mic smoke. Now I slam it when I'm done and make sure it's broke. When I'm gone no one gets on cause I won't let. Nobody press up and mess up the scene I set. I l
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It's been a long time I shouldn't have left you. Without a strong rhyme to step to. Think of how many weak shows you slept through. Time's up I'm sorry I kept you. Thinking of this you keep repeat
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No competition. No competition Competition is none, I remain at the top like the sun. And I burn whoever come in the chambers of torture. I caught ya, you shoulda brought ya, neighborhood to suppor
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Yo Rakim, what's up?. Yo, I'm doing the knowledge, E. , man I'm trying to get paid in full. Well, check this out, since Norby Walters is our agency, right?. True Kara Lewis is our agent, word up.
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Yea! This nigga think we hoez or somethin' my nigga. Sheeeit, man what the, lemme talk to the mo'fucca. How hard we really mo'fuccin is in this biaaaatch, nah'm sayin?. * nigga, sheit man, ole punk
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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 a list. That's what I'm sayin' I drop science
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Whoever underestimated, still waited. Pumping the radio, finally they played it. You wondered how come the album was late. I was giving you time to get the last one straight. The show must go on,
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It's not your situation. I just need contemplation over you. Over you I'm not so systematic. It's just that I'm an addict for your love yeah I'm not the only one that holds ya. I never ever should
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Clap your hands, put your hands together. Clap your hands, clap your hands. Clap your hands, clap your hands This is for thousands of people who came. A show from road to road you're entertained.
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I was a fiend before I became a teen. I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream. Music orientated so when hip hop was originated. Fitted like pieces of puzzles complicated. 'Cause I grabbe
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Standing by the speaker suddenly I had this. Fever was it me or either summer madness. 'Cause I just can't stand around so I get closer. And the closer I get the better it sound. My mind starts to
