Eric B For President
Rakim Lyrics


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I came in the door, I said it before
I never let the mic magnatize me no more
But it's biting me, fighting me, inviting me to rhyme
I can't hold it back, I'm looking for the line,
Taking off my coat, clearing my throat
My rhyme will be kicking it until I hit my last note
My mind'll range to find all kinds of ideas
Self-esteem makes it seem like a thought took years to build
But still say a rhyme after the next one
Prepared, never scared, I'll just bless one
And you know that I'm the soloist
So eric b, make 'em clap to this

I don't bug out or chill or be acting ill
No tricks in '86, it's time to build
Eric b easy on the cut, no mistakes allowed
Cuz to me, mc means move the crowd
I made it easy to dance to this
But can you detect what's coming next from the flex of the wrist
Saying indeed that I precede cuz my man made a mix
If he bleed he won't need no band-aid to fix
If they can get some around until there's no rhymes left
I hurry up because the cut will make 'em bleed to death
But he's kicking it because it ain't no half stepping
The party is live, the rhyme can't be kept in-
Side, it needs erupting just like a volcano
It ain't the everyday style of the same old rhyme
Because I'm better then the rest of them
Eric b is on the cut and my name is rakim

Go get a girl and get soft and warm,
Don't get excited, you've been invited to a quiet storm
But now it's out of hand cuz you told me you hate me
And then you ask what have I done lately
First you said all you want is love and affection
Let me be your angel and I'll be your protection
Take you out, buy you all kinds of things
I must of got you too hot and burned off your wings
You caught an attitude, you need food to eat up
I'm scheming like I'm dreaming on a couch wit my feet up
You scream I'm lazy, you must be crazy
Thought I was a donut, you tried to glaze me





Funky...

Overall Meaning

In Rakim's song Eric B For President, he describes how he used to never let the microphone control him, but now he's fighting the urge to rhyme. He takes off his coat and prepares to deliver smooth rhymes that seem to have been built over years to make them so seamless. He's the soloist and Eric B is on the cut, making the crowd move. Rakim is confident in his ability to prepare and bless the mic. He raps about how he doesn't act ill or do tricks in '86, and how he's made it easy to dance to his music. He tells the story of a girl who caught an attitude with him, and how he's scheming like he's dreaming on a couch with his feet up.


Line by Line Meaning

I came in the door, I said it before
I have arrived and made a statement previously


I never let the mic magnatize me no more
I used to be consumed by the mic, but not anymore


But it's biting me, fighting me, inviting me to rhyme
The urge to rhyme is too strong to resist


I can't hold it back, I'm looking for the line
I must let the words flow, searching for the perfect rhyme


Taking off my coat, clearing my throat
Getting comfortable and preparing to start


My rhyme will be kicking it until I hit my last note
I will keep rhyming until there's nothing left to say


My mind'll range to find all kinds of ideas
I have a wide range of creative ideas


Self-esteem makes it seem like a thought took years to build
My confidence in my rhymes makes them seem well thought out


But still say a rhyme after the next one
I will keep rhyming without pause


Prepared, never scared, I'll just bless one
I'm always ready to perform and never afraid


And you know that I'm the soloist
I am a solo artist


So eric b, make 'em clap to this
Eric B, make the audience applaud


I don't bug out or chill or be acting ill
I don't act crazy or pretend to be someone I'm not


No tricks in '86, it's time to build
No gimmicks in 1986, it's time to create something substantial


Eric b easy on the cut, no mistakes allowed
Eric B, be precise and don't make mistakes


Cuz to me, mc means move the crowd
To me, being an MC means controlling the audience


I made it easy to dance to this
I created a track that's easy to groove to


But can you detect what's coming next from the flex of the wrist
Can you anticipate the next move by the DJ's hand?


Saying indeed that I precede cuz my man made a mix
Acknowledging that my success is due in part to my DJ's skills


If he bleed he won't need no band-aid to fix
If he gets hurt, he won't need a band-aid, he'll heal on his own


If they can get some around until there's no rhymes left
If other MCs can keep up with me, I'll keep rhyming


I hurry up because the cut will make 'em bleed to death
I must keep up with the DJ, or the crowd will lose interest


But he's kicking it because it ain't no half stepping
The DJ is keeping up with me because he's not taking it easy


The party is live, the rhyme can't be kept in-
The crowd is energized, and my rhymes can't be contained


Side, it needs erupting just like a volcano
My rhymes need to be unleashed like a volcano


It ain't the everyday style of the same old rhyme
My rhymes are unique and not the same as others


Because I'm better then the rest of them
I'm more talented than my competitors


Eric b is on the cut and my name is rakim
Eric B is my DJ, and I'm Rakim


Go get a girl and get soft and warm,
Go find a girl and get cozy


Don't get excited, you've been invited to a quiet storm
Don't get too carried away, let's just relax and enjoy each other's company


But now it's out of hand cuz you told me you hate me
But things are getting complicated because you said you hate me


And then you ask what have I done lately
And then you ask what I've been up to lately


First you said all you want is love and affection
You said all you want from me is love and emotional support


Let me be your angel and I'll be your protection
Let me be your guardian angel and keep you safe


Take you out, buy you all kinds of things
I'll take you out and spoil you with gifts


I must of got you too hot and burned off your wings
I must have gotten you too excited and now you're upset with me


You caught an attitude, you need food to eat up
You're upset and need something to calm down


I'm scheming like I'm dreaming on a couch wit my feet up
I'm brainstorming like I'm dreaming, comfortable on my couch


You scream I'm lazy, you must be crazy
You accuse me of being lazy, but that's not true


Thought I was a donut, you tried to glaze me
You thought I was weak and tried to undermine me


Funky...
An exclamation to end the song




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ERIC BARRIER, WILLIAM GRIFFIN

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Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra

R, rugged and rough, that's how I do it

A, Allah, who I praise to the fullest
K, keep it movin'
I stand alone
M, it's my crown, my world, my throne
R, rugged and rough, that's how I do it
A, Allah, who I praise to the fullest
K, keep it movin'

I stand alone
M, it's my crown, my world, my throne

Ayo, when Rakim Allah attack, it's a wrap, y'all, relax
The almanac, just show me where the party's at
Seminars and tracks, cause, comas, and cardiacs
Broads and cats screaming, "oh, my God, he's back"
Just imagine, I hit the lab and get it crackin'
A thousand styles in one verse, rhythms will switch patterns
Chicks get stabbed in the back, 'til they get spasms
Known to spit a magnum, or split an atom
Who woulda known that Jesus would come back to the ghetto
On that level, and that thorough, like a black hero
And pack metal, so rap rebels, will back pedal
The pharaoh of five boroughs, and take over the rap world
Gettin' bizarre, hardcore, this is for y'all
The crib or the park, play it when you get in the car
Chill at the bar, sip somethin' or split a cigar
Get with your dogs, don't be alarmed, this kid is the bomb

It's the R, rugged and rough, that's how I do it
A, Allah, who I praise to the fullest
K, keep it movin'
I stand alone
M, it's my crown, my world, my throne
R, rugged and rough, that's how I do it
A, Allah, who I praise to the fullest
K, keep it movin'
I stand alone
M, it's my crown, my world, my throne

Uh, yeah, yo, I used to paint this flow, on ancient scrolls
And learn to make this dough where gangstas roll
Think like the late great Capone when the bank is closed
It's cats that claim they bold, but they ain't this cold
I'm from New York City even pretty chicks act up
Niggas get clapped up, you stack up, they stick that up
Quick to strap up, you'd think my name was "kid, back up"
Big niggas, pick that up or lift that up
Raised by gangstas and gamblers, hustlers, con artists
And convicts, killers and dons
Drug dealers, players and pimps, smooth talkers
Stick-up kids, thugs, real niggas and gods
Haunted by every soul that lay dead in the turf
Cursed by every spirit that never made it to birth
Since the Moon separated from Earth
That's why they say I'm the greatest that ever orchestrated a verse

It's the R, rugged and rough, that's how I do it
A, Allah, who I praise to the fullest
K, keep it movin'
I stand alone
M, it's my crown, my world, my throne
R, rugged and rough, that's how I do it
A, Allah, who I praise to the fullest
K, keep it movin'
I stand alone
M, it's my crown, my world, my throne

Ayo, toast to that, it's the cat that broke backs
To a soul clap, I smoke a track, how dope is that
Pope of rap, wrote backs that most slack
That note back before they turned coke to crack
To my dogs hearin' sirens on the firearms
Outcome die in wars or behind iron bars
The boulevard, retire frauds when I evolve
Try and rob my dialogue, I am God
Chicks moan just to get next to my throne
And sniff my cologne and get Ra alone
Sex pots at home, I'm testosterone
Caress spots, dress drops, bed rocks the bone
Hit the floor, it's hot for 2003
Hits galore, who rock a style as wild as me?
Rest assured, when I rock def crowds and scream
Bismillah ir-Rahman ir-Rahim

It's the R, rugged and rough, that's how I do it
A, Allah, who I praise to the fullest
K, keep it movin'
I stand alone
M, it's my crown, my world, my throne
R, rugged and rough, that's how I do it
A, Allah, who I praise to the fullest
K, keep it movin'
I stand alone
M, it's my crown, my world, my throne
R, rugged and rough, that's how I do it
A, Allah, who I praise to the fullest
K, keep it movin'
I stand alone
M, it's my crown, my world, my throne
R, rugged and rough, that's how I do it
A, Allah, who I praise to the fullest
K, keep it movin'
I stand alone
M, it's my crown, my world, my throne

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