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It's the R
by Rakim
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Hey yo, it's Mr. Low,key, you need to go see
The host by far a mostly O.T., with a brand new show, but
You know how the flow be
'Cause when I swerve, you observe it closely
If you smoke trees, smoke more than an O.Z.
Mix any kind of dope with me, you O.D.
You get the seed, LP, C.O.D.
Poetry 'cause you to fully load the V
Drop place to place, be crazy over me
Even different nationalities, over seas
However, do a don't emcee, you know me
G,O,D.
She know she D.O.E., so show me
Even with no jewelry she call me Goldie
Like a Jacuzzi, she overheat an O.G.
Like sushi swimmin' in a open sea, I'm comin'
She said it's the same since I came and reigned: it's still hard
You can stimulate the brain, feel the god
It's hard to go against the grain, it's real large
Drive 'em insane, leave dames in silk bras
Plus real cups spill, spill that bars
What's the deal? Kids with Hennessey grills , they feel charged
And you know what time it is? It's still Ra's
When I do a show real far, they steal cars
Stages of battle field reveal your scars
Train hard 'cause this is a game with ill squads
Play with pain and gain a couple of yards
And if you know the deal, you can deal the cards
And appeal to broads with jobs and ov,e,ods
Body parts like buns of steel and spa's
Then we can kick tha blahzay blah, smoke a cigar
While I get ma massage
I'm comin'
From the inner city to the suburbs, the street poet
The most jiggiest kid with words, and peeps know it
They've read about it and heard, plus T.V. show it
So how do I reserve my swerve? I low pro it
Now they're eager to know just how deep the flow get
I don't know yet, sometime the flow be so wet
Spit a tech that will effect quicker than most
Or high as anything you smoke, yet go ahead, roll it
Any microphone I hold, my heat blow it
My E,M,O is make more dough till I can't fold it
Anything I see or touch, I want to own it
Drop a jewel in baby girl ear, now she my co,ed
I reload and she keep the candy coated
And when she know she can't control it
She tell me she about to blow at any moment
Well, go ahead, baby, I can't hold it
I'm comin'
Hey yo, it's Mr. Low,key, you need to go see
The host by far a mostly O.T., with a brand new show, but
You know how the flow be
'Cause when I swerve, you observe it closely
If you smoke trees, smoke more than an O.Z.
Mix any kind of dope with me, you O.D.
You get the seed, LP, C.O.D.
Poetry 'cause you to fully load the V
Drop place to place, be crazy over me
Even different nationalities, over seas
However, do a don't emcee, you know me
G,O,D.
She know she D.O.E., so show me
Even with no jewelry she call me Goldie
Like a Jacuzzi, she overheat an O.G.
Like sushi swimmin' in a open sea, I'm comin'
She said it's the same since I came and reigned: it's still hard
You can stimulate the brain, feel the god
It's hard to go against the grain, it's real large
Drive 'em insane, leave dames in silk bras
Plus real cups spill, spill that bars
What's the deal? Kids with Hennessey grills , they feel charged
And you know what time it is? It's still Ra's
When I do a show real far, they steal cars
Stages of battle field reveal your scars
Train hard 'cause this is a game with ill squads
Play with pain and gain a couple of yards
And if you know the deal, you can deal the cards
And appeal to broads with jobs and ov,e,ods
Body parts like buns of steel and spa's
Then we can kick tha blahzay blah, smoke a cigar
While I get ma massage
I'm comin'
From the inner city to the suburbs, the street poet
The most jiggiest kid with words, and peeps know it
They've read about it and heard, plus T.V. show it
So how do I reserve my swerve? I low pro it
Now they're eager to know just how deep the flow get
I don't know yet, sometime the flow be so wet
Spit a tech that will effect quicker than most
Or high as anything you smoke, yet go ahead, roll it
Any microphone I hold, my heat blow it
My E,M,O is make more dough till I can't fold it
Anything I see or touch, I want to own it
Drop a jewel in baby girl ear, now she my co,ed
I reload and she keep the candy coated
And when she know she can't control it
She tell me she about to blow at any moment
Well, go ahead, baby, I can't hold it
I'm comin'
