Текст (слова) песни: Eric B. and Rakim - To the Listeners

It`s to the listeners (whispered 4X)

*musical interlude*
It`s to the listener
(repeat interlude and line 4X)

Verse One: Rakim

It`s to the listeners, for those that have a ear for this
State of the art, engineered for the mix
Eardrums are playing along to what I`m sayin you`re singin a song
Stevie Blass on the keyboard, swingin along
But you don`t have to dance, play it cool and listen
My DJ`s mixin, and I`ll do the quizzin
Cause who is number one if not best then better
Here`s a hint: the 18th letter
The rhymes is sportable, microphone is portable
For any immortal man, swords is not affordable
Never take a loss cause I`m hard to beat
I ain`t cheap but don`t sell me a dream I don`t sleep
I`m Paid in Full, so save the bull
This ain`t a stick-up, you don`t have to wave until
you feel Sure, and you want more then wipe your sweat
Cause I just wanted to see how hype you could get
Cause when I came in the door steppin hard enough to shake the floor
I just started but the others can`t make no more
Runnin out of beats breaks and out of time
If I was gone, you`d be runnin out of rhymes
I improve, record don`t have to be long
If it`s understood and the story is strong
You can speak out and hold the crowd as prisoners
The people is peepless, it`s to the listeners

Verse Two:

I`m the Lord, for somethin you can absorb
Try and control and be cautious but the cut`s in a cord
Make me deeper than down, I make the crowd, crowd around
People are peepless, cause the soloist found
Phrases, thoughts, made by the R of course
One thing I do is keep em different, and far from yours
You keep talkin, when will all the damage be done?
You say you`re rulin but when I`m in the place you don`t come
Maybe you`re waitin, to see what I`m makin
One more style gets taken, then I`ma be breakin
If the patterns are causes, piano is soft
But make it hard for you to start, where I left off
You find yourself, till the point is across
You hit reverse to rewind it, that`s when you hit the pause
I set the scene, first you hear mixin
Then the microphone fiend`s in effect, still listenin?
Pay close attention, never before mentioned
Listen up I got a brand new invention
Made from a musician it`s notes are played crisp
But listeners listen to what I wrote on a disc
Copywritten but still bitten they almost sound like
Almost pumpin, but it ain`t down like
A record`s supposed to sound, watch as it go around
Records are broken, smashed into the ground
That ain`t My Melody, brothers keep runnin up and tellin me
Others are trying to flow smooth and steadily
Potholes are left in my path then I crash and bruise
Whoever refuse and cruise right past em
Cause I just left to do it for easy whatever
Death, till I get back you better stay in step
After speaking you`ll stare, if I was there your description is
Letters full of poetical medicine, this is for the listeners

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Eric B. and Rakim - To the Listeners It`s to the listeners (whispered 4X) musical interlude It`s to the listener (repeat interlude and line 4X) Verse One: Rakim It`s to the listeners, for those that have a ear for this State of the art, engineered for the mix Eardrums are playing along to what I`m sayin you`re singin a song Stevie Blass on the keyboard, swingin along But you don`t have to dance, play it cool and listen My DJ`s mixin, and I`ll do the quizzin Cause who is number one if not best then better Here`s a hint: the 18th letter The rhymes is sportable, microphone is portable For any immortal man, swords is not affordable Never take a loss cause I`m hard to beat I ain`t cheap but don`t sell me a dream I don`t sleep I`m Paid in Full, so save the bull This ain`t a stick-up, you don`t have to wave until you feel Sure, and you want more then wipe your sweat Cause I just wanted to see how hype you could get Cause when I came in the door steppin hard enough to shake the floor I just started but the others can`t make no more Runnin out of beats breaks and out of time If I was gone, you`d be runnin out of rhymes I improve, record don`t have to be long If it`s understood and the story is strong You can speak out and hold the crowd as prisoners The people is peepless, it`s to the listeners Verse Two: I`m the Lord, for somethin you can absorb Try and control and be cautious but the cut`s in a cord Make me deeper than down, I make the crowd, crowd around People are peepless, cause the soloist found Phrases, thoughts, made by the R of course One thing I do is keep em different, and far from yours You keep talkin, when will all the damage be done? You say you`re rulin but when I`m in the place you don`t come Maybe you`re waitin, to see what I`m makin One more style gets taken, then I`ma be breakin If the patterns are causes, piano is soft But make it hard for you to start, where I left off You find yourself, till the point is across You hit reverse to rewind it, that`s when you hit the pause I set the scene, first you hear mixin Then the microphone fiend`s in effect, still listenin? Pay close attention, never before mentioned Listen up I got a brand new invention Made from a musician it`s notes are played crisp But listeners listen to what I wrote on a disc Copywritten but still bitten they almost sound like Almost pumpin, but it ain`t down like A record`s supposed to sound, watch as it go around Records are broken, smashed into the ground That ain`t My Melody, brothers keep runnin up and tellin me Others are trying to flow smooth and steadily Potholes are left in my path then I crash and bruise Whoever refuse and cruise right past em Cause I just left to do it for easy whatever Death, till I get back you better stay in step After speaking you`ll stare, if I was there your description is Letters full of poetical medicine, this is for the listeners Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни To the Listeners: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/104/1/11817.html Все тексты песен: Eric B. and Rakim » Eric B. and Rakim - Let the Rhythm Hit Em » Eric B. and Rakim - Lyrics of Fury » Eric B. and Rakim - Rest Assured » Eric B. and Rakim - Paid In Full » Eric B. and Rakim - Run For Cover » Eric B. and Rakim - Let the Rhythm Hit `Em » Eric B. and Rakim - To the Listeners » Eric B. and Rakim - Pass the Hand Grenade » Eric B. and Rakim - Keep em Eager to Listen » Eric B. and Rakim - Kick Along » Eric B. and Rakim - Eric B is President » Eric B. and Rakim - No Omega » Eric B. and Rakim - Keep the Beat » Eric B. and Rakim - Microphone Fiend » Eric B. and Rakim - The R » Eric B. and Rakim - I Know You Got Soul » Eric B. and Rakim - Eric B. Never Scared » Eric B. and Rakim - I Ain`t No Joke » Eric B. and Rakim - In the Ghetto » Eric B. and Rakim - My Melody Рекомендуем скачать: » Ill Nio - God Save Us » Imca Marina - Bella Italia » I`mmortal (Immortal) - Suns That Sank Below » Ice Cube - Can You Bounce » Icehouse - Uniform » Immature - 24/7 » isaak chris - except the new girl \| guitar chord и Mp3 » In Flames - Brush The Dust Away » Imagination - Music And Lights » Immortal Technique f C-Rayz Walz, Diabol - Revolutionary Volume 2 » Insane Clown Posse - What is a Juggalo? » Immortal Technique - Dance With the Devil » I Against I - Ordinary Fight » If Hope Dies - The Taker Thunderbolt » Impellitteri - Cross To Bear » Ice-T - How Does it Feel » Iron Maiden - wasted years \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » Ice-T - Don`t Hate The Playa » Ice Cube - A Bird in the Hand » Ice Cube - The Product
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