Its The R
Rakim Lyrics


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Hey yo, it's Mr. Low,key, you need to go see
The host by far a mostly O.T., with a brand new show, but
You know how the flow be
'Cause when I swerve, you observe it closely
If you smoke trees, smoke more than an O.Z.
Mix any kind of dope with me, you O.D.
You get the seed, LP, C.O.D.
Poetry 'cause you to fully load the V
Drop place to place, be crazy over me
Even different nationalities, over seas
However, do a don't emcee, you know me
G,O,D.
She know she D.O.E., so show me
Even with no jewelry she call me Goldie
Like a Jacuzzi, she overheat an O.G.
Like sushi swimmin' in a open sea, I'm comin'

She said it's the same since I came and reigned: it's still hard
You can stimulate the brain, feel the god
It's hard to go against the grain, it's real large
Drive 'em insane, leave dames in silk bras
Plus real cups spill, spill that bars
What's the deal? Kids with Hennessey grills , they feel charged
And you know what time it is? It's still Ra's
When I do a show real far, they steal cars
Stages of battle field reveal your scars
Train hard 'cause this is a game with ill squads
Play with pain and gain a couple of yards
And if you know the deal, you can deal the cards
And appeal to broads with jobs and ov,e,ods
Body parts like buns of steel and spa's
Then we can kick tha blahzay blah, smoke a cigar
While I get ma massage
I'm comin'

From the inner city to the suburbs, the street poet
The most jiggiest kid with words, and peeps know it
They've read about it and heard, plus T.V. show it
So how do I reserve my swerve? I low pro it
Now they're eager to know just how deep the flow get
I don't know yet, sometime the flow be so wet
Spit a tech that will effect quicker than most
Or high as anything you smoke, yet go ahead, roll it
Any microphone I hold, my heat blow it
My E,M,O is make more dough till I can't fold it
Anything I see or touch, I want to own it
Drop a jewel in baby girl ear, now she my co,ed
I reload and she keep the candy coated
And when she know she can't control it
She tell me she about to blow at any moment




Well, go ahead, baby, I can't hold it
I'm comin'

Overall Meaning

Rakim’s “It’s The R” is a song that features his trademark smooth yet impactful lyrical style. Throughout the song, the MC showcases his impressive rhyme schemes while discussing various topics such as his personal life, women, and the rap game. The opening lines of the song introduce Rakim as “Mr. Low Key” and he encourages the listener to “go see the host”. This is likely a reference to himself as the host of the song, as he is the lead rapper.


The song then goes on to discuss several different topics, such as the use of drugs and alcohol, the perception of women, and the differences between city life and suburban life. Rakim impresses with his speedy, almost effortless flow, which is accented by beats that accentuate his rhymes.


The song also has an interesting and somewhat unusual structure, with the beat dropping out for brief intervals before coming back in with a bang. This creates a sense of stop-start motion that perfectly mirrors Rakim’s flow.


Overall, the song is a testament to Rakim’s incredible skill as a rapper and a lyricist. He manages to paint a vivid and vividly colorful picture of life in the city while also paying tribute to the power of his own artistic voice.


Facts about “It’s The R”:


Line by Line Meaning

Hey yo, it's Mr. Low,key, you need to go see
Rakim is introducing himself as Mr. Low-key, telling the listener to check out the new show hosted by a mostly out-of-town person, and assuring that the flow will be good


The host by far a mostly O.T., with a brand new show, but
The host of the new show is mostly from Out Of Town and the show is new.


You know how the flow be
Rakim confirms that he has a good flow


'Cause when I swerve, you observe it closely
Rakim is saying that when he changes flow, people notice and pay attention


If you smoke trees, smoke more than an O.Z.
Rakim advises those who smoke marijuana to smoke more than one ounce


Mix any kind of dope with me, you O.D.
Mixing any kind of drugs with Rakim will cause an overdose


You get the seed, LP, C.O.D.
Someone will receive Rakim’s music as a LP (long-playing record) and have to pay for it with cash on delivery


Poetry 'cause you to fully load the V
Rakim states that his poetry will fill one's head and heart


Drop place to place, be crazy over me
People like him so much that they follow him from place to place


Even different nationalities, over seas
People from different countries also follow Rakim overseas


However, do a don't emcee, you know me
Rakim's fame is so widespread among emcees that even those who don't personally know him, know about him


G,O,D.
Rakim states that he is like a God in his field


She know she D.O.E., so show me
Rakim explains that women know that he brings in money and wants them to prove it to him


Even with no jewelry she call me Goldie
Women still call him Goldie even if he is not wearing any jewelry


Like a Jacuzzi, she overheat an O.G.
Women get so hot they overheat him like a Jacuzzi can overheat an engine


Like sushi swimmin' in a open sea, I'm comin'
In the same way that sushi moves easily through water, Rakim moves easily through life


She said it's the same since I came and reigned: it's still hard
A woman confirms that Rakim still has a hard flow like when he first started and when he was famous


You can stimulate the brain, feel the god
Rakim can stimulate your brain and make you feel like a god


It's hard to go against the grain, it's real large
It is difficult to go against the norm and do something different but Rakim does it in a big way


Drive 'em insane, leave dames in silk bras
Rakim can drive people crazy with his style, even leaving women in their lingerie


Plus real cups spill, spill that bars
Real gangsters will drop their cups because Rakim’s music is so good


What's the deal? Kids with Hennessey grills , they feel charged
Youngsters with Hennessey grills on their teeth are feeling charged up


And you know what time it is? It's still Ra's
It's still Rakim's time to shine


When I do a show real far, they steal cars
People who come to Rakim's faraway shows sometimes steal cars to get there


Stages of battle field reveal your scars
Battle rapping can bring out one's weaknesses


Train hard 'cause this is a game with ill squads
Rakim's field of rapping is full of talented people with a lot of competition


Play with pain and gain a couple of yards
One must push through the pain to eventually succeed


And if you know the deal, you can deal the cards
If one understands the situation, one has the power to make things go their way


And appeal to broads with jobs and ov,e,ods
Rakim can relate and appeal to women from all walks of life


Body parts like buns of steel and spa's
Rakim respects and admires women who work hard at creating a healthy body in the gym or spa.


Then we can kick tha blahzay blah, smoke a cigar
In his free time, Rakim likes to relax with a cigar and talk about trivial things.


While I get ma massage, I'm comin'
While Rakim is relaxing with a cigar, he is also thinking about his next track.


From the inner city to the suburbs, the street poet
Rakim can appeal to people from both the urban inner city and the suburban areas with his rap


The most jiggiest kid with words, and peeps know it
Rakim is extremely good with his wordplay and people acknowledge it


They've read about it and heard, plus T.V. show it
People have read and heard about Rakim's talent, and it has even been displayed on TV


So how do I reserve my swerve? I low pro it
Rakim tries to remain humble and quiet about his talent


Now they're eager to know just how deep the flow get
Fans are wondering how Rakim's skill in rapping can deepen


I don't know yet, sometime the flow be so wet
Rakim is still trying to figure out how far he can take his rapping, sometimes he surprises even himself


Spit a tech that will effect quicker than most
Rakim uses words like weapons, and they have an effect on his listeners faster than other rappers


Or high as anything you smoke, yet go ahead, roll it
Rakim's raps can be more intoxicating and higher than any drug, go ahead and take a hit


Any microphone I hold, my heat blow it
Rakim's rapping is hot and he can easily handle any microphone


My E,M,O is make more dough till I can't fold it
Rakim's goal is to keep making more money until he can't even fold it


Anything I see or touch, I want to own it
Rakim desires to own anything he sees that he wants


Drop a jewel in baby girl ear, now she my co,ed
Rakim can easily impress women with his words, and after dropping a jewel in her ear, she becomes his co-conspirator


I reload and she keep the candy coated
Rakim will reload by writing more rhymes, and she will accompany him to his shows to be an eye-candy to the fans


And when she know she can't control it
If she knows she's falling too hard for Rakim and can’t control herself


She tell me she about to blow at any moment
She admits that she is about to lose control


Well, go ahead, baby, I can't hold it
Rakim welcomes her loss of control because he's willing to entertain her in any way possible.




Lyrics © Capitol CMG Publishing, Spirit Music Group, Integrity Music, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: CURTIS MAYFIELD, JAMES BROWN, BOBBY BYRD, CHARLES BOBBITT, PETER N. PHILLIPS, WILLIAM GRIFFIN, ERIC BARRIER, RODOLFO ANTONIO FRANKLIN, JASON HUNTER, RICARDO BROWN

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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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