Heat It Up
Rakim Lyrics


(Take that microphone from that kid and heat it up)
I keep the mic hot I heat it up kid
I keep the mic hot I heat it up
I keep the mic hot I heat it up

Mic check y'all
Then throw it to the floor
The crowd wanted more so I came in the door
The great Rakim papermates to the pen
Knowledge is born and the light strikes again
Elements burst and gave birth to the first
Get the pen from the nurse and hook the mic up first
When it absolutely positively has to be there on time
I deliver a rhyme
The heckler of hip hop, hop to this one
I got more kid, they hate to miss one
Style got jazz and the crowd's out of control
Cause I've got the mic and I've got the soul
New York's own microphone technician
Thoughts'll give 'em visions
Style'll make you listen
Devastates the ear, my opponents can't see me
I gave 'em directions, but wrote it in graffiti
But they want to know my m.o. ease back though
They want the exact flow, then study my steelo
Sketch the skit, but they still can't see what I did
I heat the mic up kid

I keep the mic hot, I heat it up kid
I keep the mic hot, I heat it up
I keep the mic hot, I heat it up
I keep the mic hot, I heat it up
I keep the mic hot, I heat it up

Then I explode with a song with a original form
Or I'll perform it at high mode, they want the code
Destroyed the blueprints and documents and hits
Crews been, um, looking for clues ever since
Beats start brewing up, rhymes is rough
Stages and microphones self-destruct
And when you thought you had the format down pat
You get kicked back to the doormat with that
Cause I've got a high tech style with know-how
Select the file watch the crowd go wild
Bad beats to bless the females' finesse
Points shot stress causing cardiac arrest
Mics too hot for you to told in your hands
Now they sell 'em with fifteen fans and mic stands
Mine still overheats, if you touch it you can see what I did
I heat the mic up kid

I keep the mic hot, I heat it up kid
I keep the mic hot, I heat it up
I keep the mic hot, I heat it up
I keep the mic hot, I heat it up
I keep the mic hot, I heat it up

If his opponents'll run a rap, tell 'em ease back
I've got a knapsack with hip hop attacks
Stacks of artifacts, formats in the act
Tracks after macs, and you can't relax
Rakim's equipped with penmanship
Left my penmate, I could graduate from Penn State
I could take any trade and make a high grade
Even get extra credit when the rhyme's displayed
As soon as I manifest, they cheat off my test
Surround my desk and then stress the progress
But they miss the point, forget the skit
I'll bust your lip if you rip the script
Brother's ain't cool and I'mma smoke up the room
And I've got a crew called the last platoon
Figure it out kid, problems coming
Emcees are running cause I'm the gunman
Extremely dangerous I bust rhymes into the crowd
And watch 'em all scream out loud
Aw man, and then I slam like a batteram
Ra got the plan with your favorite jam

I keep the mic hot, I heat it up kid
I keep the mic hot, I heat it up
I keep the mic hot, I heat it up
I keep the mic hot, I heat it up
I keep the mic hot, I heat it up

The last platoon
Rakim
You know what I mean?
And I'm out

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: GRACE JONES

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Comments from YouTube:

Nelson King Sr

BIGGIE COULD NEVER COME CLOSE TO BEING ON THE SAME LEVEL AS RA

Bruh-Shah Dust Of The Ground

Biggie wack? No,same level no

The Anointed One

Nelson King Sr NEVER

i I

Nelson King Sr well put Rakim has no equals

Nelson King Sr

Whoa are you saying. Pete Rock was weak?

Cjguinness

Nelson King Sr brother you're correct 100% .The problem is rakim after erik b , got with wack producers! Except dj premier!

mathu aluisy

rakim is the greatest no question!period

daboss88100

@Sillyboyism Sound like some Biggie s**t, because you probably too young to realise Rakim came BEFORE Biggie, therefore, Big probably got some of HIS ideas for rhyme and flow from RAKIM ALLAH!!! The Greatest Lyricist of All Time!!!

Brian Freeman

the GOD of hip hop

Brutal Brunzwik

Rakim running fools out the building.His Voice and baritone pitch on a constant .You know its Rakim from the first word first bar.Truly one if the Greatest ever.

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