One, two, three! On one whole bottle uplifting There is no telling what I'll do Run head first into traffic A mindset of annihilation No sense makes sense You can't get bought without thought Oh, no sense makes sense You can't get bought without thought inside Your head now Uplift Uplifting Uplifting now On hallucinogenic uplift I can step out of my body Religion is in myself I'll split my head in two and see you twice No sense makes sense You can't get bought without thought Oh, no sense makes sense You can't get bought without thought inside Your head now Uplift Uplifting Uplifting now Uplifting you now Yeah Give me alcohol extremities Instead of proofless Christianity Drunked up in a coma place Critics disgusted, but a smile on my fucking face I do anything that I want I get everything that I ask And if this message bothers you, you know Just kiss my fucking asshole Uplifting Uplifting Uplifting Uplifting

Yeah, yeah (once again, back is the incredible) It's the return of the Wild Style fashionist Smashin' hits, make it hard to adapt to this Put pizzazz and jazz in this, and cash in this Mastered this, flash this and make 'em clap to this DJ's throw on cuts and obey the crowd Just pump the volume up, and play it loud Hip-hop's embedded, before I said I wouldn't let it But me and the microphone is still magnetic Straight off the top, I knew I'd be forced to rock Dance floors just stop, the spot's scorchin' hot Hopin' I'll open Rakim Allah seminars Massage at the bar, smokin' ten-dollar cigars While I admire MIDI, with more vision than TVs I find it easy catchin' diabetes from fly sweeties Sit back and wait to hear a slammin' track Rockin' jams, by popular demand, I'm back I control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down When it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound From town to town, until it's world-renowned And I rock New York City all year around It's on, so you can swerve when it's heard in clubs Thought patterns displayed on Persian rugs Equations are drawn up in paisley form Mic, it stay warm, my flow is Evian Deep as a Nautilus, you stay dipped in Ra's style From the shores of Long Island to Panama Canal Intellect pitches new trends like a clothes designer I'm in effect, quicker than medicines in China Split the mic open, fill it with somethin' potent to go in And take a toke then mental planes start floatin' Hot science is smokin', altitudes cause chokin' Product is hypnotic, you're soakin' and still smokin' Showin' better scenes than grams of amphetamines Plans to scheme, means I'll forever fiend Long as the mic is loud and the volume's pumpin' I'ma move crowds to 2000 and somethin' I control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down When it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound From town to town, until it's world-renowned And I rock New York City all year around (yo) My rhymes and lyrics find spirits like a séance Since fat crayons, I write and display chaos My plan is damage, the diagram to where the jam is I take advantage until the crowd go bananas What a rush! I hear cuts, then I lust to touch Microphones get clutched by the illustrious Word spread, I inherited many ways to say the unsaid Born with three 7's in my head In time, no one can seem to blow your mind as far as this To find, you'll need philosophers and anthropologists Astrologists, professors from your smartest colleges With knowledge of scholarships, when Ra be droppin' this Some of the things that I know will be in your next bible When I die, go bury me and my notebook in Cairo With the great God from Egypt, manifest, was writin' rhymes Align with the stars, I come back to bless the mic I control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down When it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound From town to town, until it's world-renowned And I rock New York City all year around I control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down When it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound From town to town, until it's world-renowned And I rock New York City all year around (Once again, back is the incredible) word up, Rakim Allah the Microphone Fiend is back Yaknahmean? (Rakim Allah) 'Til death do us part, it's on (once again, back is the incredible) (Rakim Allah) Once again, back is the incredible (Rakim Allah) Once again, back is the incredible (Rakim Allah) Once again, back is the incredible (Rakim Allah) Once again, back is the incredible (Rakim Allah) Once again, back is the incredible (Rakim Allah) Once again, back is the incredible (Rakim Allah) Once again, back is the incredible (Rakim Allah) Once again, back is the incredible (Rakim Allah) Once again, back is the incredible (Rakim Allah) Once again back is the incredible The incredible, the incredible, the incredible Once again, back is the incredible Rhyme animal, the incredible

(I'm internationally known) (When I b on tha mic) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (I'm internationally known, yo) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (I'm internationally known) (When I b on tha mic) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (So all hail the ho-ho-honorable) Here'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 Hennessey 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 (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (I'm internationally known) (When I b on tha mic) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (I'm internationally known, yo) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (I'm internationally known) (When I b on tha mic) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (So all hail the ho-ho-honorable) 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 DJs 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 DJs 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 (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (I'm internationally known) (When I b on tha mic) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (I'm internationally known, yo) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (I'm internationally known) (When I b on tha mic) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (So all ha-ha-hail the honorable) 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 in 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 b on tha mic (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (I'm internationally known) (When I b on tha mic) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (I'm internationally known, yo) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (I'm internationally known) (When I b on tha mic) (Hardcore, real ill niggas) (So all hail the ho-ho-honorable)