[Chorus]
You got it, you got it, you got it, you got it
I know you got soul, hey
If you didn't, you wouldn't be in— be in—
Be in here
[Verse 2]
Picture a mic, the stage is empty✦
A beat like this might tempt me
To pose, show my rings and my fat gold chain
Grab the mic like I'm on Soul Train
But I wait, 'cause I mastered this
Let the others go first, so the brothers don't miss
Eric✦ B. break the sticks (You got it)
Rakim✦ will begin✦ when you make the mix
I'll experiment like a scientist
You wanna✦ rhyme, you gotta✦ sign my list
'Cause I'ma✦ manifest and bless the mic I hold
You want it next? Then you gotta✦ have soul
'Cause if you ain't got it, I'ma✦ make an encore✦
Take the mic, make the people respond for
The R, 'cause that's the way it'll have to be
If you wanna✦ get on after✦ me
Think about✦ it, wait, erase✦ your rhyme
Forget✦ it and don't waste your time
'Cause I'll be in the crowd, if you ain't controlling it
Drop the mic, you shouldn't be holding it
This is how it should be done
This style is identical to none
Some try to make it sound like this, but you're getting me
So upset✦ that I'm wet 'cause you're sweating me
I drip steam like a microphone fiend
Eager✦ to MC is my theme
I get hype when I hear a drum roll
Rakim✦ is on the mic and you know I got soul
[Chorus]
You got it
You got it
You got it
You got— You got— You got it
[Verse 3]
I got soul (You got it), that's why I came
To teach those who can't say my name
First of all, I'm the soloist, the soul controller
Rakim✦ gets stronger as I get older✦
Constant elevation✦ causes✦ expansion✦
I write my rhymes✦ while I cool in my mansion✦
Then put it on tape and in the city✦ I test it
Then on the radio✦ the R is requested
You listen✦ to it, the concept might break you
'Cause almost anyone✦ can relate✦ to
Whoever's out of hand, I'ma✦ give 'em handles✦
Light 'em up, blow 'em out like candles✦
Or should I just let 'em melt?
Then give 'em a hand so they can see how it felt
I'm not bold just 'cause I rock gold
Rakim✦ is on the mic, and you know I got soul
[Chorus]
You got— You got— You got— You got it
You got— You got— You got— You got it
You got it
You got— You got it
[Verse 4]
Now I'ma✦ stop to see what you got
Get off the mic before✦ I get too hot
I want to see which posse can dance the best
It should be easy✦ 'cause the beat is fresh
Now if you're from Uptown, Brooklyn-bound
The Bronx, Queens, and Long Island✦ Sound
Even✦ other✦ states✦ come right and exact
It ain't where you're from, it's where you're at
Since you came here, you have to show and prove
And do that dance until it don't move
'Cause all you need is soul, self-esteem will release
The rest is up to you, Rakim'll say peace
[Chorus]
You got it
You got— You got— You got— You got it
You got— You got— You got— You got it
You got it
You got it
You got— You got— You got— You got it
You got it
You got— You got— You got— You got it
You got it
You got it