When I Be on the Mic lyrics

Artist  : Rakim 
Song : When I Be on the Mic
 


[DJ Premier scratches
hook]

(Hardcore...real ill niggas)
(I'm
internationally known)
(When I be on the
mic)

(Hardcore...real ill niggas)
(I'm
internationally known,
yo)

(Hardcore...real ill niggas)
(I'm
internationally known)
(When I be on the
mic)

(Hardcore...real ill niggas)
(So
all hail the honorable)

It's to my real
ill niggas, heavyweight hitters
Dough getters,
fifty ways to make figures
My niggas, that
come on the spot to feel sisters
Like they
hear real spitters and kids on the
zigga-ziggas
When it's ugly, then the club is
lovely
Thugs be sipping Henessey and
bubbly
To my comrades that keep it flaming
hot
On dangerous blocks, claiming
spots
Where the goal is to be one of the
top-ranked soldiers
Forty-five holders, one of
the high rollers
Get respect in the hood,
credit is good
Knock it down lumberjack style,
baby, extra wood
Rock it all night long, the
bang-a-thon baby
Keep hanging on, we like it
with the lights on
Don't have to blow twenty
thou' to get to know honey's style
Show her
the town, steal her heart, no money
down

(Hook)

How about some
hardcore, yeah we like it raw for sure
Broads
on the floor, wall to wall
There's more at the
door, players ball to score
'Cause this right
here is for all of y'all
Rakim and Primo, yo I
got what you need bro
You go see a show, smoke
an L, mean yo
And deejays play hits with hard
bass kicks
And then they display tricks like
The Matrix
Make the record fly undetected by
the naked eye
So just feel the vibe 'cause
your ears never lie
Nowadays deejays bags of
tricks, graphic
On some behind the back shit,
catch it and scratch it
Classic, this kid got
his craft mastered
Hands is mad quick like he
mix with magic
Spin it back and forth and grab
it, and know just where it is...
There it
is

(Hook)

To my elite peeps with
the murderous mystiques
I hit the streets with
beats and they critique for weeks
They be like
"How that kid Ra reach the peak?"
Pull out the
heat and use my technique to speak
It's
dangerous, sit calm and explain to kids
What
part of the game this is and foreign
languages
They hold Ra's events in different
continents
Put my lyrical contents in
monuments
In ghetto garments, I rock a towel
like a pharaoh
Mind travel, design style like
apparel
My fashions last long as a
lifetime
Cause I can see the future when the
god write rhymes
They're mad cause I managed
to reign so long
Like their chance to make
money done came and gone
This is strictly for
my listeners on the corners at night
And the
sisters that be keeping this right, when I be on
the mic

(Hook)