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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Eric B. & Rakim
Stimme und Gesang
Chad Jay
Remix-Techniker:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Eric Barrier
Songwriter:in
William Griffin
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Eric B. & Rakim
Produzent:in
Chad Jay
Studiopersonal
Chad Jackson
Mischtechniker:in
Letras
[Verse 1]
The making of a classic
[Verse 2]
Go gettin' busy on a tempo
About to get hype
Open the turbo
Listen to the man on the mic
Go gettin' busy on a tempo
About to get hype
Open the turbo
Listen to the man on the mic
[Verse 3]
The making of a classic
Broadcasting the beat
Twenty million dollars in cash
Paid full
Little snippets and the little bits
[Verse 4]
It just keep kickin'
Listen to the mix
[Verse 5]
Knowledge won't begin till I finish this song
'Cause the rhyme gets rougher as the rhyme goes on
Sweater your step about to get hype
Or shoulda ya just listen to the man on the mic
The physically and is for me but how you can tell
If it's meant to be hip hop if you're not mentally as well
Ready to absorb the rhyme that I just poured
Into the mic so unite and just be so bored
If you just keep kickin', listen to the mix
And think you'll snigger to the rhyme like quicksand
Hoes that controls you till I leave you
Fall deeper in the style, it's hard to breathe
The only time I stop is when somebody drop
And then bring to the focus, my rhyme's the oxygen
Then wave your hand when you're ready, I send you
And do your favorite dance and let the rhyme contend you
And so on, and I'ma go on
Simultaneously
Even if I stop, the rhyme remains to be
[Verse 6]
Risin' to the top
Rhymin' if I stop
Risin' to the top
If I stop
Risin' to the top
If I stop
[Verse 7]
Give me the mic if it's loud, I'll throw it
If not into the crowd I'll throw it
Pull out my coldest mic to entertain you well
Before I let go I'ma spark your brain cell
I took time to write, tonight I will recite
So poetically inclined when the mic is held tight
Rhymes start flowin' kisses are blowin'
MC's are knowin', that's why I been throwin'
Hold it till the friend when the party ends
Yo, man, you know I can step up the struck again
'Cause mic by mic and stage by stage
Tape by tape and page by page
When the crowd is movin' I compete with the mix
The rougher the cuts
The rougher the rhyme gets
Deeper and deeper, I hope you understands it
I made it up myself and I planned it
For all the MC's who waste time
Write jokes, riddles and maybe a rhyme
I cross my arms and I was waitin' but I was hatin'
The rappers on the microphone was startin' just fakin'
They wasn't breakin' which means I was achin'
To get up on the microphone and then start takin'
Control of the mic, uptight when I grabbed it
So hug the speaker
Your ear's a magnet
Attract it to a freestyle put in effect
You listen to the man while you're sippin' Moët
So, Eric, pick up the needle, put it in the middle
Give me a scratch, turn my mic up a little
I want you to hear this perfectly clear
Guess what I'm sayin' you get the idea
You knowledge the beginnin' 'cause I finish this song
The rhyme gets rougher as the rhyme flows on
[Verse 8]
The making of a classic
Broadcasting the beat
Twenty million dollars in cash
Paid full
Little snippets and the little bits
[Verse 9]
Go gettin' busy on a tempo
About to get hype
Open the turbo
Listen to the man on the mic
Go gettin' busy on a tempo
About to get hype
Open the turbo
Listen to the man on the mic
Written by: Eric Barrier, William Griffin