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Let The Rhythm Hit 'Em - Eric B. & Rakim



     
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Let the rhythm hit 'emI'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 sayTempos 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 meSo 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 meNone 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 38Hit '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 'emI 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 pathYa 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 thatCut 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 headThen 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 missBut 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 upYou 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 armyYou'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 'imSince he brought his main man wit' 'im
He ask me how I did 'im
I let the rhythm hit 'im, let it hit 'imDance 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 chanceThe 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 heavyRadiant 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 fanaticAttention, 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 manI 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 rhythmNow, 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 noWicked 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 veinThen 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 metWhisper I wanna reach your intellect
Kiss her 'cause I wanna give her the most respect
So I shine and let my light reflectHold '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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Eric B. & Rakim were a hip-hop duo from New York City, New York, United States composed of DJ Eric Barrier (born November 8, 1965) and MC Rakim (born William Michael Griffin Jr.). The duo went on to release 4 studio albums with their 1987, Paid In Full being regarded as one the most influential albums in Hip Hop. In 1988, they released their second album titled, Follow The Leader. They later continued two release two more albums in 1990, Let The Rhythm Hit 'Em and in 1992, Don't Sweat The Technique in which they went on to split in that same year.

Eric B. & Rakim were almost universally recognized as the best DJ & MC duo. Not only was their chemistry superb, but individually, each represented the absolute peak in their respective skills. Eric B. was a hugely influential DJ and beatmaker whose taste for hard-hitting James Brown samples touched off a stampede through the Godfather of Soul's back catalog that continues up to the present day. Rakim, meanwhile, still tops fan polls as the greatest MC of all time. He crafted his rhymes like poetry, filling his lines with elaborate metaphors and complex internal rhymes, and he played with the beat like a jazzman, earning a reputation as the smoothest-flowing MC ever to pick up a mic. His articulation was clear, his delivery seemingly effortless, and his influence on subsequent MCs incalculable. Together, their peerless technique on the microphone and turntables upped the ante for all who followed them, and their advancement of hip-hop as an art form has been acknowledged by everyone from Gang Starr to the Wu-Tang Clan. While certain elements of their sound might come off as slightly dated today, it's also immediately clear how much of a hand Eric B. & Rakim had in leading hip-hop into the modern age.

Eric B. was born Eric Barrier in 1965 in Elmhurst, Queens; his future partner, William Griffin, Jr., was born in 1968 and also hailed from the suburbs of New York, specifically Wyandanch, Long Island. At age 16, Griffin converted to Islam and adopted the name Rakim Allah. Barrier played trumpet and guitar early on, but switched to the turntables in high school, and eventually landed a job as the mobile DJ for radio station WBLS. It was there that he met Rakim, and the two officially formed a partnership in 1985. Their first single -- "Eric B. Is President" (an ode to Barrier's DJ skills) b/w "My Melody" -- was released on the tiny Harlem-based indie label Zakia. It was a street-level sensation during the summer of 1986, and the duo was picked up by the larger 4th & Broadway imprint. The equally monumental singles "I Ain't No Joke" and "I Know You Got Soul" sampled James Brown and his cohort Bobby Byrd, respectively, and their utter funkiness began to revolutionize the sound of hip-hop. Moreover, Rakim's line "pump up the volume" on the latter track was in turn sampled itself, becoming the basis for M/A/R/R/S' hit of the same name.

In 1987, 4th & Broadway issued the duo's full-length debut, Paid in Full; accompanied by a mighty underground buzz, the record climbed into the Top Ten on the R&B LP charts (as would all of their subsequent albums). Additionally, the British DJ duo Coldcut remixed the title cut into a bona fide U.K. smash. The exposure helped make "Paid in Full"'s drum track one of the most sampled beats this side of James Brown's "Funky Drummer"; it provided the foundation for Milli Vanilli's "Girl You Know It's True," among many other, more credible hits. On the heels of Paid in Full, Eric B. & Rakim signed with MCA subsidiary Uni and consolidated their reputation with another landmark hip-hop album, 1988's Follow the Leader. The title cut took its place among the classic singles already in their canon, and Jody Watley soon tapped the duo for a guest spot on her 1989 single "Friends," which brought them into the pop Top Ten for the first and only time.

The 1990 follow-up Let the Rhythm Hit 'Em proved relatively disappointing from a creative standpoint, although 1992's slightly jazzier Don't Sweat the Technique was a more consistent affair that bolstered their legacy. As it turned out, the record also completed that legacy. The duo's contract with MCA was almost up, and they had discussed the possibility of each recording a solo album. Unfortunately, the resulting tension over the future of their partnership ultimately destroyed it. In the aftermath of the breakup, various legal issues prevented both parties from starting their solo careers for quite some time.

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