โหลดเพลง mp3 Guess Whos Back - Rakim

Guess Whos Back - Rakim
Yeah yeah (Once again back is the incredible)
Its 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
Djs throw on cuts and obey the crowd
Just pump the volume up and play it loud
Hip-hops embedded before I said I wouldn't let it
But me and the microphone is still magnetic
Straight off the top I knew Id be forced to rock
Dancefloors just stop the spots scorchin hot
Hoping I open rakim allah seminars
Massage at the bar smokin ten dollar cigars
While I admire midas with more vision than tvs
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 its jiggy when you hear the sound
From town to town until its world reknowned
And I rock new york city all year around
Its on so you can swerve when its 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 Ill forever fiend
Long as the mic is loud and the volume is pumpin
Ima move crowds to 2000
*chorus*
I control the crowd you know I hold it down
When it drop you know its jiggy when you hear the sound
From town to town until its world reknowned
And I rock new york city all year around
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 7s in my head
In time no one can seem to blow your mind as far as this
To find youll 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*
I control the crowd you know I hold it down
When it drop you know its jiggy when you hear the sound
From town to town until its world reknowned
And I rock new york city all year around
I control the crowd you know I hold it down
When it drop you know its jiggy when you hear the sound

From town to town until its world reknowned
And I rock new york city all year around