Ahh. Ghetto music. Yo. Here we go. . And my name is Rakim. And my name is Rakim. And my name is Rakim. And my name is Rakim. And my name is Rakim, Rakim.
Kill him again. . Try to identify the man in front of ya. But it aint the role, the gear or the money, the. Swift intellectionist with plenty ya. Bite, if its dark Ill spark every one of ya.
What, uhh, yo. . Just when things seemed the same and the whole scene is lame. I come and reign with the unexplained, for the brains 'til things change.