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Let The Rhythm Hit Em

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 re load 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 no 38

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 gun power

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 northin'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 'im

Since he brought his main man wit' 'im

He ask me how I did 'im

I let the rhythm hit 'im, let it hit 'im

Dance floor's dangerous, packed in like a briefcase

Rhythm with Aral rough rhyme, beats with deep bass

Girls, with tight pants, maybe they might dance

Tonight if the R's 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

I deas for the ear to fear, might split 'im

He'll never forget 'im, he'll rest in peace wit' 'em

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

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 you'll blow the hell up

If I slow up, catch up, hell no

Wicked as I kecked it, don't need to remix it

'Cause I prefixed it, reversed and switched it

To perform to perfection, section for section

Rhymes keep connectin', ya guessin' what's next an'

Blood pressure rise as ya damn near lost it

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 brak

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 light 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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