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R Rugged and rough that's how I do it
A Allah who I praise to the fullest
K Keep it moving, I Stand alone
M It's my crown, my world, my throne

Aiyyo when Rakim Allah attack, it's a wrap y'all relax
The arm in that, you show me where the party's at
Seminars and tracks, hors, comas, and cardiacs
Broads and cats screaming "Oh my God he's back"
Just imagine, I hit the lab and get it crackin'
A thousand styles in one verse, rhythms will switch patterns
Chicks get stabbed in the back, till they get spasms
Known to spit a magnum, or split an atom
Who woulda known that Jesus would come back to the ghetto
On that level, and that thorough, like a black hero
And pack metal, so rap rebels, will back pedal
The pharaoh of five boroughs, and take over the rap world
Gettin' bizarre, hardcore, this is for y'all
The crib or the park, play it when you get in the car
Chill at the bar, sip somethin' or split a cigar
Get with your dogs, don't be alarmed, this kid is the bomb

R Rugged and rough that's how I do it
A Allah who I praise to the fullest
K Keep it moving, I Stand alone
M It's my crown, my world, my throne

Uh, yeah yo, I used to paint this flow, on ancient scrolls
And learn ta, make this dough, where gangstas roll
Think like the late great Capone when the bank is closed
It's cats that claim they bold, but they ain't this cold
I'm from New York City even pretty chicks act up
Niggas get clapped up, you stack up, they stick that up
Put the strap up, you think my name was "Kid back up"
Big niggas (spittin' noise) pick that up, or lift that up
Raised by gangstas and gamblers, hustlers, con artists
And convicts, killers and dons
Drug dealers, playas and pimps, smooth talkers
Stick up kids, thugs, real niggas and gods
Haunted by every soul that lay dead in the turf
Close by every spirit, that never made it to birth
Since the Moon separated from Earth
That's why they say I'm the greatest that ever orchestrated a verse
It's the

R Rugged and rough that's how I do it
A Allah who I praise to the fullest
K Keep it moving, I Stand alone
M It's my crown, my world, my throne

Aiyyo, we toast to that, it's the cat that broke backs
To a soul slap, a smoke a track, how dope is that
Poet for rap, wrote backs that most slack
That know rap before they turned coke to crack
To my dogs hearin' sirens on and firearms
Outcome die in wars or behind iron bars
The boulevard, tire frauds when I evolve
Try and rob, my dialogue, I am God
Chicks moan just to get next to my throne
And sniff my cologne and get Ra alone
Sex spot's at home, I'm testosterone
Caress spots, stress drops, bedrock's the bone
Hit the floor, it's hot for 2003
Hit's galore, who rock a style as wild as me
Rest assure, when I rock dance crowds and scream
Bis-Mi-Allah A-Rahman A-Rahim it's the

R Rugged and rough that's how I do it
A Allah who I praise to the fullest
K Keep it moving, I Stand alone
M It's my crown, my world, my throne

R Rugged and rough that's how I do it
A Allah who I praise to the fullest
K Keep it moving, I Stand alone
M It's my crown, my world, my throne

R Rugged and rough that's how I do it
A Allah who I praise to the fullest
K Keep it moving, I Stand alone
M It's my crown, my world, my throne

R Rugged and rough that's how I do it
A Allah who I praise to the fullest
K Keep it moving, I Stand alone
M It's my crown, my world, my throne

R Rugged and rough that's how I do it
A Allah who I praise to the fullest
K Keep it moving, I Stand alone
M It's my crown, my world, my throne

R Rugged and rough that's how I do it
A Allah who I praise to the fullest
K Keep it moving, I Stand alone
M It's my crown, my world, my throne
R Rugged and rough that's how I do it   A Allah who I praise to the fullest   K Keep it moving, I Stand alone   M It's my crown, my world, my throne      Aiyyo when Rakim Allah attack, it's a wrap y'all relax   The arm in that, you show me where the party's at   Seminars and tracks, hors, comas, and cardiacs   Broads and cats screaming "Oh my God he's back"   Just imagine, I hit the lab and get it crackin'   A thousand styles in one verse, rhythms will switch patterns   Chicks get stabbed in the back, till they get spasms   Known to spit a magnum, or split an atom   Who woulda known that Jesus would come back to the ghetto   On that level, and that thorough, like a black hero   And pack metal, so rap rebels, will back pedal   The pharaoh of five boroughs, and take over the rap world   Gettin' bizarre, hardcore, this is for y'all   The crib or the park, play it when you get in the car   Chill at the bar, sip somethin' or split a cigar   Get with your dogs, don't be alarmed, this kid is the bomb      R Rugged and rough that's how I do it   A Allah who I praise to the fullest   K Keep it moving, I Stand alone   M It's my crown, my world, my throne      Uh, yeah yo, I used to paint this flow, on ancient scrolls   And learn ta, make this dough, where gangstas roll   Think like the late great Capone when the bank is closed   It's cats that claim they bold, but they ain't this cold   I'm from New York City even pretty chicks act up   Niggas get clapped up, you stack up, they stick that up   Put the strap up, you think my name was "Kid back up"   Big niggas (spittin' noise) pick that up, or lift that up   Raised by gangstas and gamblers, hustlers, con artists   And convicts, killers and dons   Drug dealers, playas and pimps, smooth talkers   Stick up kids, thugs, real niggas and gods   Haunted by every soul that lay dead in the turf   Close by every spirit, that never made it to birth   Since the Moon separated from Earth   That's why they say I'm the greatest that ever orchestrated a verse   It's the      R Rugged and rough that's how I do it   A Allah who I praise to the fullest   K Keep it moving, I Stand alone   M It's my crown, my world, my throne      Aiyyo, we toast to that, it's the cat that broke backs   To a soul slap, a smoke a track, how dope is that   Poet for rap, wrote backs that most slack   That know rap before they turned coke to crack   To my dogs hearin' sirens on and firearms   Outcome die in wars or behind iron bars   The boulevard, tire frauds when I evolve   Try and rob, my dialogue, I am God   Chicks moan just to get next to my throne   And sniff my cologne and get Ra alone   Sex spot's at home, I'm testosterone   Caress spots, stress drops, bedrock's the bone   Hit the floor, it's hot for 2003   Hit's galore, who rock a style as wild as me   Rest assure, when I rock dance crowds and scream   Bis-Mi-Allah A-Rahman A-Rahim it's the      R Rugged and rough that's how I do it   A Allah who I praise to the fullest   K Keep it moving, I Stand alone   M It's my crown, my world, my throne      R Rugged and rough that's how I do it   A Allah who I praise to the fullest   K Keep it moving, I Stand alone   M It's my crown, my world, my throne      R Rugged and rough that's how I do it   A Allah who I praise to the fullest   K Keep it moving, I Stand alone   M It's my crown, my world, my throne      R Rugged and rough that's how I do it   A Allah who I praise to the fullest   K Keep it moving, I Stand alone   M It's my crown, my world, my throne      R Rugged and rough that's how I do it   A Allah who I praise to the fullest   K Keep it moving, I Stand alone   M It's my crown, my world, my throne      R Rugged and rough that's how I do it   A Allah who I praise to the fullest   K Keep it moving, I Stand alone   M It's my crown, my world, my throne
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