Rakim Lyrics
Rakim Lyrics
"Strong Island Lyrics"
Like A Prayer Lyrics
Refrain: Life is a mystery, everyone must stand alone. I hear you call my name and it feels like Home. Chorus: When you call my name, it's like a little Prayer. I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there. In the midnight hour, I can feel your Power. Just like a prayer, you know I'll take you there I hear your voice, it's like an angel sighing. I have no choice, I hear your voice, feels like Flying. I close my eyes,
Refrain: Life is a mystery, everyone must stand alone. I hear you call my name and it feels like Home. Chorus: When you call my name, it's like a little Prayer. I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there. In the midnight hour, I can feel your Power. Just like a prayer, you know I'll take you there I hear your voice, it's like an angel sighing. I have no choice, I hear your voice, feels like Flying. I close my eyes,
[Rakim]
One two..
Yeah.. uhh.. yeah..
"Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" -> My Melody
Yeah it's the God baby..
Long Island's own..
barbarian of the microphone..
"Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" -> My Melody
It's for y'all niggaz
And the streets just a couple of miles East of Mecca
Where peeps touch nuttin but style heat and cheddar
Compete witcha livelihood to eat better
And ain't nuttin sweet but the ladies who speak wetta
With a torn smile, tryin to get my song on file
It's on now, the whole town done gone wild
Kick rhymes off my heartbeat as a unborn child
Then developed a strong style on Long Isle
Won't be long now, I started rhymin young
I designed for fun, knowin my time would come
I started, payin dues DJin with crews
Learnin the inner city rules, conveyin the news
Soon as the jam s
Death Of Me Lyrics
A giant bright eagle has come on me and taken away my universe I find myself in trouble now I put my soul in irresponsible hands exhausted I no longer try to reveal myself and I no longer want to free my soul But I must not forget all what I did for us This way I feel myself irreplaceable You had finally come to death and you will never come to life again Burn ego's black reality bring on the light I want to see your
tart the man's art'll jam parksA giant bright eagle has come on me and taken away my universe I find myself in trouble now I put my soul in irresponsible hands exhausted I no longer try to reveal myself and I no longer want to free my soul But I must not forget all what I did for us This way I feel myself irreplaceable You had finally come to death and you will never come to life again Burn ego's black reality bring on the light I want to see your
Slam so hard it remains a landmark
The rhyme that I'm stylin, smooth as a violin
but "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" -> My Melody
{*DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
Like any G.O.D., loose on a spree for new degrees
Things to do and see until nuttin is new to me
A true MC usually be into a breeze
And I can still see New York City through the trees
My advance slams put you outside lookin in
or the other way around, that depends, look again
Took a pen so you could zero in on my book of gems
It extends from the Hamptons to Brook-lyn
Through every hoodie in town, to learn the Boogie Down
til every DJ around, wanted to put me down
Rhymes got rougher til I was ready to blast off
and harass all from Suffolk County to Nassau
where we keep the money pilin, keep the h
As I Lie Here Bleeding Lyrics
I place my foot on the first step That leads me down into my fate So father please forgive me As I cannot see it end I am now up on the table It trembles under my weight I wipe away the cold sweat Close my eyes &... Falling out of what I know is true Falling come shelter me as I lie here bleeding Falling away from what I thought was you Falling come shelter me as I lie here bleeding So speak & I listennies smilin
Keep the heater just in case kids start whylin
The rhyme that I'm stylin, smooth as a violin
"Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" -> My Melody
{*DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
{*DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
Grew up in Wyndanch, formerly known as Crime-Danch
Me and my mans we travel lands to find jams
where violence usually ends in sirens
By all means, we all fiend for finance
We make cash on the street called straight path
We take class, build with the Gods with great math
Everyday true to the street, and never fronted
Along the way, learned from the best that ever done it
Bein exposed to life's highs and lows
Got my flows ready for shows, I'm ready for the pros
I put it on a tape and then the city I tested
Then on the radio
Now the whole world's whylin, all the girls smilin
You know, it's on, soon as they let the crowd in
The rhyme that I'm stylin, smooth as a violin
"Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" -> My Melody
Word up.. I wanna give a big up to Long Island.. stompin grounds.. f'real
{*DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
Crime-Danch.. one love baby.. word up..
{*DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
I wanna give a crazy shout out to all the DJ's back in the day
who used to let me smoke they microphones, yaknahmean?
Big up to DJ Maniac, DJ Teddy Tuff, and DJ Cool Breeze
{*DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
Word up
{*DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
I place my foot on the first step That leads me down into my fate So father please forgive me As I cannot see it end I am now up on the table It trembles under my weight I wipe away the cold sweat Close my eyes &... Falling out of what I know is true Falling come shelter me as I lie here bleeding Falling away from what I thought was you Falling come shelter me as I lie here bleeding So speak & I listen
Keep the heater just in case kids start whylin
The rhyme that I'm stylin, smooth as a violin
"Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" -> My Melody
{*DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
{*DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
Grew up in Wyndanch, formerly known as Crime-Danch
Me and my mans we travel lands to find jams
where violence usually ends in sirens
By all means, we all fiend for finance
We make cash on the street called straight path
We take class, build with the Gods with great math
Everyday true to the street, and never fronted
Along the way, learned from the best that ever done it
Bein exposed to life's highs and lows
Got my flows ready for shows, I'm ready for the pros
I put it on a tape and then the city I tested
Then on the radio
Walking 2 hawaii Lyrics
Falling feels like flying, until you hit the ground and everything is beautiful 'till you take a look around so let it go Turn the bow into the wave boys I feel a storm coming in And every bridge we build we burn and never learn to swim No we never learn to swim... So let it go Lead me to the edge and watch see how far we both can drop Let it all just slip away let it fade We'll walk to hawaii a final sunset on the waves Th
the R's requestedFalling feels like flying, until you hit the ground and everything is beautiful 'till you take a look around so let it go Turn the bow into the wave boys I feel a storm coming in And every bridge we build we burn and never learn to swim No we never learn to swim... So let it go Lead me to the edge and watch see how far we both can drop Let it all just slip away let it fade We'll walk to hawaii a final sunset on the waves Th
Now the whole world's whylin, all the girls smilin
You know, it's on, soon as they let the crowd in
The rhyme that I'm stylin, smooth as a violin
"Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" -> My Melody
Word up.. I wanna give a big up to Long Island.. stompin grounds.. f'real
{*DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
Crime-Danch.. one love baby.. word up..
{*DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
I wanna give a crazy shout out to all the DJ's back in the day
who used to let me smoke they microphones, yaknahmean?
Big up to DJ Maniac, DJ Teddy Tuff, and DJ Cool Breeze
{*DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}
Word up
{*DJ cuts and scratches "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island"*}