paroles de chanson Musical Massacre - Rakim
How
could
i
keep
my
composure
When
all
sorts
of
thoughts
fought
for
exposure?
Release
then
veins
in
the
brains
increase
When
i
let
off
make
a
wish
and
blow
the
smoke
off
my
piece
Unloadin
unfold
and
the
rhymes
are
explodin
And
the
mic
that
i'm
holdin's
golden
Cordless
cause
the
wire
caught
fire
like
a
fuse
Gunpowder
and
the
slightest
bruise
is
a
friction
The
outcome
is
there
so
listen
Here's
the
brief
description
A
boom
then
flame
then
smoke,
ashes
a
dust
to
dust
Contact
is
compact
when
i
bust
Mc's
are
now
in
a
massacre
A
disaster
a...
master
at
fashion
a
beat
to
death
To
a
pulp,
till
it
can't
pump
Speakers
aint
sayin
nothin
Now
the
ball
can
thump
As
i'm
lookin'
i
stand
like
great
buildings
in
brooklyn
Then
the
stage
is
took
then
Havoc
struck
that
could
product
a
whole
court
Keep
in
touch
with
the
mic
when
you're
holdin
y'all
Sumpin
and
pumpin
and
slobbin
and
droolin
Nothin's
pumpin,
who
do
you
think
ya
foolin?
Tommy
tucker,
the
neighborhood
sucker
What
you
oughtta
do...
is
pick
up
a
tempo
From
what
i
invent,
so
hard
not
to
bite,
but
you
can't
prevent
so
You
start
to
kidnap
I
watch
the
kid
rap
When
he
get
off
he
know
he
shouldn't
a
did
that
Minor,
old-timer,
weak-rhymer,
stay-in-liner
You
won't
be
inclined
to
go
so
yo
Maybe
later,
you're
gonna
be
But
for
now,
you're
almost
one
of
me
Now
the
immature
imitations
taken
from
originations
Made
by
tracin
and
a
little
arrangin
So
perform,
if
ya
still
aint
warm
maybe
after
A
roast
by
the
host
with
the
most
it's
a
musical
massacre
Never
tired,
don't
even
try
it,
keep
quiet
Like
a
storm,
you
could
rain...
but
a
riot
Remains,
the
gangs
power
just
like
the
towerin
inferno
The
beat's
gonna
burn
so
Distance
i
kept,
ou
better
watch
your
step
Volunteers
go
from
here
and
get
Ya
out
of
the
flames
Appreciate
the
temperature
change
Anywhere
within
the
range
of
celcius
Fahrenheit
on
the
mic,
mic
melts
see
it
Burns
soon
as
it's
felt
see
it's
torchin,
scorchin
Mic's
pipin
hot,
steamin
who's
schemin
now
ya
not
James
brown
must
a
been
dusted
Disgusted,
now
he
can't
be
trusted
Embalmed
with
fluid
Static
can
cause
an
explosion,
in
fact
impact's
closin
in
Time
was
up,
so
i
don't
need
a
time
bomb
Beat
gives
me
a
heat-stroke
when
i
rhyme
calm
Pull
out
the
tool,
sometimes
i
wanna
break
fool
But
i
was
cool,
like
one
in
the
chamber
Lets
play
a
game
of
rhymin
roulette
And
put
me
up
to
your
brain
and
name
a
rhyme
about
ya
clout
One
mistake...
ya
out
If
this
imitation
it
can't
be
the
same
show
Maybe
what
you'll
find
somewhere
over
the
rainbow
Courage,
heart,
brain,
you
need
rhyme
Turn
on
your
mic,
snap
your
fingers
three
times
We
gone,
or
the
story
won't
end
the
same
And
you'll
feel
the
flame
The
potion
was
weak,
make
another
antidote
Whats
the
science?
why
can't
ya
quote?
Elements
for
musical
intelligence
Rhymes
are
irrelevant,
no
development
And
that
settles
it
Go
manufacture
a
match,
send
me
after
a
blast
From
the
master
that
has
to
make
musical
massacre
![Rakim - Legends Vol. 1](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/5/d/s/e/8is8--esd5.jpg)
1 Intro
2 We All Got Plans (Unreleased)
3 The Saga Begins
4 What's Going On
5 The Ghetto
6 Musical Massacre
7 Cypher In the Park (Unreleased)
8 Hypnotic (Unreleased)
9 Know the Ledge
10 Let the Rhythm Hit 'Em
11 St. Ideas (Unreleased)
12 The Punisher
13 Original Style (Unreleased)
14 Cold Feeling (Unreleased)
15 New York (Unreleased) (Remix)
16 Paid In Full
17 Eric B. for President
18 I Get Visual (Unreleased)
19 Waiting for the World to End
20 U Don't Fool Me (Unreleased)
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