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Rakim

Genres: Hip-Hop

Let The Rhythm Hit Em Lyrics - Rakim

Let the rhythm hit 'em 

 

I'm the arsenal 

I got artillery lyrics of ammo 

Rounds of rhythm 

Then I'm 'a give 'em piano 

 

Bring a bullet proof vest 

Nothin' to ricochet 

Ready to aim at the brain 

Now what the trigger say 

 

Tempos triflin' 

Felt like a rifle 

Massage 'n' melodies 

Might go right through 

 

Simultaneously like an Uzi 

Nothin' can bruise me 

Lyrics let up when lady 

Say don't lose me 

 

So reload quickly 

And you better hit me 

While I'm lettin' 

This fifi get wit' me 

 

You steppin' with 007 

Better make it snappy 

No time to do your hair, baby 

Brothers are bustin' at me 

 

Beats and bullets pass me 

None on target 

They want the R hit 

But watch the God get 

 

Quicker, the tongue is the trigger 

'Cause I'm real fast 

Let off some rhythm at 'em 

Let 'em feel the blast 

 

Penetrate at a crazy rate 

This ain't thirty-eight 

Hit 'em at point blank range 

And watch 'em radiate 

 

Runnin' out of ammunition 

I'm done wit' 'em 

You ask me how I did 'em 

I let the rhythm hit 'em 

 

I push a power that's punishable 

Better be a prisoner 

The hit man is the 

Brother wit' charisma 

 

Showing you that I have 

Powerful paragraphs 

Followers will become leaders 

But without a path 

 

Ya mentally paralyzed 

Crippled ya third eye 

Rhymes are blurred 

Then it occurred that you heard I 

 

Reduced the friction 

With crucifixion 

Let loose the mix 

Then boost the piston 

 

Eric hit 'em with' some of that 

Cut like a lumberjack 

And me gettin' hit back 

It won't be none of that 

 

I'm untouchable 

You see me in 3-D 

When I let the rhythm 

Hit another M.C. 

 

Lyrics made of lead 

Enters your head 

Then eruptions of a mass production 

Will spread when 

 

Music is louder 

Full of gunpowder 

Microphone machinery 

When I see a crowd of 

 

Party people pumpin' 

Their fist like this 

Ya hide in the back 

Thinkin' that I might miss 

 

But the R is accurate 

Plus I'm packed up with 

Educated punch lines 

That I have to hit 

 

Whatever I aim at 

I line 'em up 

Ya body is weak, feel with pain 

That time is up 

 

You been hit with somethin' 

Different, isn't it? 

Rakim is gonna radiate 

And nothing's equivalent 

 

Nothin' can harm me 

Why try to bar me 

You couldn't come around 

To rob with a army 

 

You'll get wrecked by the architect 

So respect 'em 

I disconnect 'em, 

Soon as I inject 'em 

 

With radiation 

Put 'em by the basement 

Bust his chest open 

Bash his face in 

 

Let it split 'em 

Since he brought his main man wit' 'em 

He ask me how I did 'em 

I let the rhythm hit 'em 

 

Let it hit 'em 

 

Dance floor's dangerous 

Packed in like a briefcase 

Rhythm with real rough rhyme 

Beats with deep bass 

 

Girls with tight pants 

Maybe they might dance 

Tonight if the Rs on the mike 

There's a slight chance 

 

The crowd is crucial 

M.C.'s grounds are neutral 

Now that you're here 

Let me introduce you 

 

Get ready 

I'm hard read like graffiti but steady 

Science I drop is real heavy 

 

Radiant energy, that'll be the penalty 

Touch the third rail on the pain of remedy 

The prescription's one every hour 

Now it's a havoc 

 

If ya need another hit from the freestyle fanatic 

Attention, follow directions real close 

Keep out of reach of children 

Beware of overdose 

 

Too many milligram 

But what made a iller jam 

My rhyme is the rhythm of thoughts 

That kill a man 

 

Ideas for the ear to fear 

Might split 'em, he'll never forget 'em 

He'll rest in peace wit' 'em 

 

At least when he left he'll know what hit 'em 

The last breath of the words of death 

Was the rhythm 

 

Now throw you hands in the air and yo, go 

Rakim will do the rest of this slow 

If I speed they know they'll blow the hell up 

If I slow up, catch up, hell no 

 

Wicked as I kicked it 

Don't need to remix it 

'Cause I prefixed it 

Reversed and switched it 

 

Perform to perfection 

Section for section 

Rhymes keep connectin' 

Ya guessin' what's next an' 

 

Blood pressure rise as ya damn near lost it 

Ya hit the ground burnin' and woke up frostbitten 

'Cause when I explained, ya can't complain for pain 

Travel through the brain hit a vein, then remain, let it radiate 

 

Vibes will vibrate, why did you violate 

Now I'm 'a have to let the style break 

Moans now the tone is ingrown 

After this here's thrown, gimme another microphone 

 

Before I get that fifi I met 

Whisper I wanna reach your intellect 

Kiss her 'cause I wanna give her the most respect 

So I shine and let my write reflect 

 

Hold 'er, mold 'er, make 'er feel older 

Lay her on my shoulder, everything I told her 

Makes her feel secure whenever I'm wit' 'er 

And you know how I did 'er 

Me and the rhythm hit 'er 

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