[Verse 1]
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Yes, yes y'all – I still fiend by any means to flow
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And I go through extremes, don't intervene
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My adventures show like a three-dimensional screen
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‘Cause I mention many things and I'm presenting many scenes
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I guess I'm telegraphic, motions energetic
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Better tell ‘em forget it, 'cause I'm telekinetic
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Ideas is blowin', mics is blowin'
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From what I'm showin', see it?
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I keep it goin' when I'm flowin'
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[Hook]
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I get visual, scenes of the lyrical individual's critical
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Nothing kids can do, I'm comin' through
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I get visual, scenes of the lyrical individual's critical
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Nothing kids can do, I'm comin' through
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[Verse 2]
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Poetical pages cause panic, freestyles is frantic
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Thoughts is organic, flow is aerodynamic
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Mic is volcanic, rhymes spread across the planet
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I send out the scribe now the vibe's gigantic
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Now, I'm internationally known, mental capacity's blown
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I hope your microphone's accident prone
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Raw footage is shown
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But only showin' scenes of my own
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Puttin' your periphereal vision in a zone
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But not the twilight, from the insight that I write
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And recite, and my mic'll be bright, 'cause I like
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The night glowin', its out of sight what I'm showin'
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Rappers are knowin', I keep it goin' when I'm flowin'
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[Hook x2]
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[Verse 3]
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When I'm flowin', theoritically speakin' like a drummer
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I take you through the streets, to the park in the summer
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Or illustrate a time and place you've never been
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And make you focus on the future after seein' the beginning
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And my style wild like Miles on the trumpet
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Volume dial is kinda low, need to pump it
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Up another notch, turn the dial 'til it stops
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More watts you got, more things to watch
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Third eye's wide open, you focus on a theory
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Keep scopin' till you hear me, words are spoken clearly
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Its no smoke screens on the scenes that I'm showin'
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Man I keep it goin', damn I keep it flowin
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[Hook x2]
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[Verse 3]
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Accurate tactics make ‘em clap to this
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When I move the crowd, my rhythm still don't miss
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Breeze through melodies 'cause its been a long time
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My lyrics is fury and rappers hate to hear me rhyme
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Every antidote that I quote is no joke
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Nobodys smilin' in the ghetto from the notes I wrote
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My high techniques wreck and disrepect beats
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Have you followin' the leader up and down the streets
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So kick along, as I rip a song with pull
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As the rhyme goes on I get paid in full
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Its Rakim, indicating rhymes for the showin'
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Check it out y'all, I keep it goin' when I'm flowin'
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[Hook x2]
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Get Visual
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| Rakim |
