Aye yo, who's the most explosive one yet?
   The a roundest one left
   Who flows express to them rhythm drum set ain't done yet?
   Flow like a trumpet to your eardrum are deaf
   Who pose a threat?
   Yo- who's more ferocious- none yet
   To the night damn set mic trends and life ends
   In sight, I see the whole world through a tight lens
   Rhymes I write wins and kept a white Benz
   Spend G's like hundreds and hundreds like tens
   I get paid, Black, but laid back with mild manners
   When I flip it's the opposite of dark Bruce Banner
   Out the lab with soul and melodies in your ear
   And just when it all seem clear I disappear
   All you gotta do is holler
   Reappear like vol-la the street scholar
   I'm 40 deep like Ali Baba
   Give the mamas something to talk about in the beauty parlor
   Keep it hot like lava, yeah
   It's Rakim Allah
  
   (Chorus)
   I know you find it hard to believe that
   I am the genie of the mic an
   I can do anything you wish but
   Right now I'm commanding you to dance
  
   (2nd verse)
   Ready to dance y'all, my magic carpet's the dance floor
   Last chance y'all even if you can't ball
   What part don't you understand? Your wish is my command
   And I'm a rock a jam by popular demand
   You gone love this, it's marvelous, baby
   It gotta thug's twist-it start to get crazy
   It's off the meat rack- can't keep my peeps back
   Speak raps and I freak tracks for these cats
   I got a fetish for puttin' together words and letters
   It ain't all about the cheddars and y'all know where my head is
   Ghetto scriptures for my little brothers and sisters
   And still get vicious for the thugs and the Misses
   What I don't do is talk about the same old thing
   When I come through, I drop it, and they gone swing
   I bring the ladies joy until they make crazy noise
   Cuz the beat's bangin'- I'm born to blaze, baby boy
  
   (Chorus)
   I know I you find it hard to believe that
   I am the genie of the mic an
   I can do anything you wish but
   Right now I'm commanding you to dance
  
   (3rd verse)
   The editor-forever more the predator, I said it all
   I spread a war, like never before
   Spit lead at yours like a ghetto braud raw at a ?
   She'll never pause
   With raw metaphors, I set it off
   But I just begun the best is yet to come
   Blessed with a majestic tongue since I was young
   But I was stressed for funds and obsessed with guns
   Test the one, let Allah protect your son
   Cause something musical magician, the ageiathic author
   The microphone magician when I have a magic marker, a mentor
   You can explore, every sentence is a tour
   The inventor is more than adventure
   You'll be blown away, and a zone ?
   It's so ill, I still grab the microphone and say
   One of my own displays like I'm known to blaze
   And I bet rhyme pays until I'm old and gray
  
   (Chorus)(4x)
   I know you find it hard to believe that
   I am the genie of the mic and
   I can do anything wish but
   Right now I'm commanding you to dance