Eric B and Rakim-Paid in Full (1987)

Eric B and Rakim
"Paid in Full"
Album: Paid in Full (1987 4th & Broadway)

SINGLE & ALBUM SLEEVE:







LYRICS:


Turn up the bass check out my melody hand out a cigar 
I'm lettin knowledge be born and my name's the R 
A k i m not like the rest of them I'm not on a list 
That's what I'm sayin I drop science like a scientist 
My melody's in a code the very next episode 
Has the mic often distortin ready to explode 
I keep the mic in Fahrenheit freeze MC's and make em colder 
The listener's system is kickin like solar 
As I memorize, advertise, like a poet 
Keep you goin when I'm flowin, smooth enough, you know it 
But rough that's why the middle of my story I tell E.B. 
Nobody beats the "R", check out my melody... 

Verse Two: 

So what if I'm a microphone fiend addicted soon as I sing 
One of these for MC's so they don't have to scream 
I couldn't wait to take the mic, flow into it to test 
Then let my melody play, and then the record suggest 
That I'm droppin bombs, but I stay peace and calm 
Any MC that disagree with me just wave your arm 
And I'll break, when I'm through breakin I'll leave you broke 
Drop the mic when I'm finished and watch it smoke 
So stand back, you wanna rap? All of that can wait 
I won't push, I won't beat around the bush 
I wanna break upon those who are not supposed to 
You might try but you can't get close to 
Because I'm number one, competition is none 
I'm measured with the heat that's made by sun 
Whether playin ball or bobbin in the hall 
I just writin my name in graffiti on the wall 
You shouldn't have told me you said you control me 
So now a contest is what you owe me 
Pull out your money, pull out your cut 
Pull up a chair, and I'ma tear shit up 
My name is Rakim Allah, and R & A stands for "Ra" 
Switch it around, but still comes out "R" 
So easily will I e-m-c-e-e 
My repetition of words is "check out my melody" 
Some bass and treble is moist, scratchin and cuttin a voice 
And when it's mine that's when the rhyme is always choice 
I wouldn't have came to ?set? my name ?around the? same weak shit 
Puttin blurs and slurs and words that don't fit 
In a rhyme, why waste time on the microphone 
I take this more serious than just a poem 
Rockin party to party, backyard to yard 
Now tear it up, y'all, and bless the mic for the gods 


Verse Three: 

The rhyme is rugged, at the same time sharp 
I can swing off anything even a string of a harp 
Just turn it on and start rockin, mind no introduction 
Til I finish droppin science, no interruption 
When I approach I exercise like a coach 
Usin a melody and add numerous notes 
With the mic and the R-a-k-i-m 
It's a task, like a match I will strike again 
Rhymes are poetically kept and alphabetically stepped 
Put in order to pursue with the momentum except 
I say one rhyme and I order a longer rhyme shorter 
A pause, but don't stop the tape recorder 

Verse Four: 

I'm not a regular competitor, first rhyme editor 
Melody arranger, poet, etcetera 
Extra events, the grand finale like bonus 
I am the man they call the microphonist 
With wisdom which means wise words bein spoken 
Too many at one time watch the mic start smokin 
I came to express the rap I manifest 
Stand in my way and I'll lead a ??? words protest 
MC's that wanna be dissed they're gonna 
Be dissed if they don't get from in fronta 
All they can go get is me a glass of Moet 
A hard time, sip your juice and watch a smooth poet 
I take 7 MC's put em in a line 
And add 7 more brothas who think they can rhyme 
Well, it'll take 7 more before I go for mine 
And that's 21 MC's ate up at the same time 
Easy does it, do it easy, that's what I'm doin 
No fessin, no messin around, no chewin 
No robbin, no buyin, bitin, why bother 
This slob'll stop tryin fightin to follow 
My unusual style will confuse you a while 
If I was water, I flow in the Nile 
So many rhymes you won't have time to go for your's 
Just because of a cause I have to pause 
Right after tonight is when I prepare 
To catch another sucka duck MC out there 
Cos my strategy has to be tragedy, catastrophe 
And after this you'll call me your majesty 
My melody... 


Verse Five: 

Marley Marl synthesized it, I memorize it 
Eric B made a cut and advertised it 
My melody's created for MC's in the place 
Who try to listen cos I'm dissin ??? 
?Take off your necklace, you try to detect my pace? 
?Now? you're ?buggin? over ??? off my rhyme like bass 
The melody that I'm stylin, smooth as a violin 
Rough enough to break New York from Long Island 
My wisdom is swift, no matter if 
My momentum is slow, MC's still stand stiff 
I'm genuine like leather, don't try to be clever 
MC's you'll beat the "R", I'll say "Oh never" 
So Eric B cut it easily 
And check out my melody... 

Aretha Franklin & Stevie Wonder - Until You Come Back to Me (That's What I'm Gonna Do) (2005 Live).Lady of Soul show.

Aretha Franklin
"Until You Come Back to Me"
Album  : Let Me in Your Life (1974 Atlantic)

SINGLE:



LYRICS:

Though you don't call anymore
I sit and wait in vain
I guess I'll rap on your door
tap on your window pane
I wanna tell you, baby
changes I've been going through, missing you, listen you
'til you come back to me that's what I'm gonna do

Why did you have to decide
you had to set me free?
I'm gonna swallow my pride
and beg you to please, baby, please see me
I'm gonna walk by myself
just to prove that my love is true, all for you, baby
'til you come back to me that's what I'm gonna do

Living for you, my dear
is like living in a world of constant fear
hear my plea
I've got to make you see that our love is dying

Although your phone you ignore
somehow I must explain
I'll gonna rap on your door, tap on your window pane
I'm gonna camp by your steps
until I get through to you
I got to change your view, baby
'til you come back to me that's what I'm gonna do
'til you come back to me that's what I'm gonna do
'til you come back to me that's what I'm gonna do

I'll gonna rap on your door, tap on your window pane
Open up, baby.
I'll gonna rap on your door, tap on your window pane
I'll gonna rap on your door, tap on your window pane


ALBUM:

Marvin Gaye - What's Going On / What's Happening Brother (1971) Live

Marvin Gaye
"What's Going On"
Album: What's Going On (1971 Tamla-Motown)


ALBUM COVER:

LYRICS :

Mother, mother (hoo-ooo)
There's too many of you crying
Brother, brother, brother (hoo-ooo)
There's far too many of you dying
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today
(God don't feel your lovin' today)
Yeah

Father, father (father, father)
We don't need to escalate
You see, war is not the answer
For only love can conquer (conquer) hate
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today
(God don't need your picket line)
So-ooh (long)

Picket lines (sister) and picket signs (sister)
Don't punish me (sister) with brutality (sister)
Talk to me (sister) so you can see (sister)
Oh, what's going on (what's going on)
What's going (what's going on)
Yeah, what's going on (what's going on)
Oh, what's going on
(What's going on?)

Ha (groove to you) huh-huh-huh (right on, baby)
(Smoke this!) (He's sacked down on the floor)
Right on, baby
(Tell her she's hearin' it record)
I'm gonna yell wo-wo-jah, ja-ya-ya-ya-ya
(Yeah, it's so good)
I'm gonna yell wo-wo-jah, ja-ya-ya-ya
(Go on the breaks so long) ha-ha-ha-ha

(Say hey, man what's your name?)
(Smoke this!) (I heard you play the fool)
Right on, fool (ha-ha-ha-ha)
(Walk on) Right on (woo!)
The spirit thing is everything
Aye-ya-ya, ya-ya, ya-ya
(The fool told me I was playin' for one take)
Ya-ya, ya-ya, ya-ya
(Marvin, do one take)
(Let's do it again)

Bip-bip-bi-do, bip-bip-bi-do
(Bip-bip-bi-do)
(Grown men all a-yous)
Would you please hit bi-do
(What's he goin' around for?)
Ba-ba, ba-ba, da-do
(He's hangin')

Mother, Mother
Everybody thinks we're wrong (we're wrong)
Oh, but who are they to judge us
(Fool, see)
Simply 'cause our hair is long?
(You'll see)
Oh, you know we've got to find a way
Bring some understandin' here today
Oh, (ooh-ooh)
(God don't hear no picket lines)

Picket lines (brother) and picket signs (brother)
Don't punish me (brother) with brutality (brother)
Come on, talk to me (brother)
If you can see, what's
What's going on (what's going on)
Yeah, what's going on (what's going on)
Tell me what's goin' on (what's going on)
I’ll tell you you what's going on (what's going on)

Woo-woo-hoo-hoo-hoo
(Brrr-rrr, brr-rrr)
Right on, baby, right on
(Let's hear the fat lady!)
(I hear'd it)
(Hey! slow down)
Aye-ya-ya-ya (aye-ya-ya)
Ya-ya, ya-ya (ya-ya-ya-ya)
(Cause I done said it again)

The world is groovin', you know
(Woo!) (whoa!) (oh, it dictates) the entire world
Right on, baby (groove on, brother)
Screw wrong wit' you
(What's wrong wit' you?)
Ay-ya-ya-ya (ay-ya-ya-ya)
(Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)

(Seen a young girl in someone's house)
(You can't see me-he-he-here, wee-ooo)
(Marvin!)
Bi-do-bi-do (say, please) bip-bip-bi-do
(Ha-ha-ha)

(Fool in someone's house)
(Would you please don't tell Marvin)
Ba-da-da-da-da
(Same girl come to my place, don't tell him)
'Heard-about-that-da-da-damn you'


Woo-ooo!
Right on, baby (woo-woo!)
Fuck you, right?
(Hey, now you find out)
(Now, you take it home)

Ay-ya-ya, ya-ya, ya-ya, ya-ya-ya
Wednesday, he's home
Let's go on home and see him play the full time
(Marvin, he's on!)
(Wee-eee-ooo)
(Woo! woo! woo! woo!)
Surprise comin' out
(Get the football in)
(Back to the football)
(You won, you lost)
(We-eee-ooo)
You'll see
Ay-ya-ya, ya-ya, ya-ya, ya-ya-ya)

(If you want get out of here)
Ay-ya-ya-ya (ay-ya-ya-ya)
Ay-ya-ya-ya (ay-ya-ya-ya)
FADES:
It's cool
It's cool.
Bip-bip-bi-do, bip-bip-bi-do
(Bip-bip-bi-do)
(What's goin' on, this is too long?)
Di-di-di-do
Ah, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.

LYRICS : WHAT'S HAPPENING BROTHER

Hey baby, what'cha know good
I'm just gettin' back, but you knew I would
War is hell, when will it end,
When will people start gettin' together again
Are things really gettin' better, like the newspaper said
What else is new my friend, besides what I read
Can't find no work, can't find no job my friend
Money is tighter than it's ever been
Say man, I just don't understand
What's going on across this land
Ah what's happening brother,
Oh ya, what's happening my man
Are they still gettin' down where we used to go and dance
Will our ball club win the pennant,
do you think they have a chance
And tell me friend, how in the world have you been.
Tell me what's out and I want to know what's in.
What's the deal man, what's happening
What's happening brother
Ah what's happening brother
What's happening my man
Ah what's happening brother
What's been shaken up and down the line
I want to know cause I'm slightly behind the time.

The Spinners - I'll be Around (1972)

The Spinners (The Detroit Spinners at UK)
"I'll be Around"
Album: Spinners (1972 Atlantic)


SINGLE






LYRICS:


This, is our fork in the road
Love's last episode
There's nowhere to go, oh no

You made your choice, now it's up to me
To bow out gracefully
Though you hold the key, but baby

Whenever you call me, I'll be there
Whenever you want me, I'll be there
Whenever you need me, I'll be there
I'll be around

I, knew just what to say
Now I found out today
That all the words had slipped away, but I know

There's always a chance
A tiny spark remains, yeah
And sparks turn into flames
And love can burn once again, but I know you know

Whenever you call me, I'll be there
Whenever you want me, I'll be there
Whenever you need me, I'll be there
I'll be around...yeah

Whenever you call me, I'll be there
Whenever you want me, I'll be there
Even if I have to call, I'll be there
I'll be around

Just call me at home, I'll be there
I'll never leave you alone, I'll be there
Just call out your name you know I know you know
I'll be around



ALBUM

The Temptations - Treat Her Like A Lady (1984)

The Temptations
"Treat Her Like a Lady"
Album: Truly for you (1984 Gordy/Motown)


SINGLE:

LYRICS:

Ooh-ooh-oh-ooh-oh-ooh-

Ooh-ooh-oh-ooh-
Ooh, yeah, baby
Whoa-whoa-oh-oh-
Mmm-

Now I-m the kinda guy who don't believe
That chivalry is dead, no
'Cause I believe a woman should be treated
With the utmost respect, mmm-hmm-

Don't be afraid, don't turn and walk away
I wanna get to know ya, well
Don't be ashamed, don't say that love's to blame
Just come and look me over

[You'll find a heart]
You'll find a heart that you've always been lookin' for
How could anybody ask for much more, woo-hoo-

Now I like openin' doors
Pickin' up [Yeah] her hanky [Yeah] off the floor
Treat her like a lady [Treat her like lady]
Light her cigarette if she smokes
Even [Help her with her coat], well
Treat her like a lady [Treat her like lady]

In this world of liberation
It's so easy to forget, mmm-
That it's so nice to have a man around
To lend a helping hand, you can bet, bet you can, baby

When I was young, my mama used to say, Boy
A woman's like a flower, with love on her you shower
Ever since that day, her words never went away
I always will remember to treat my baby tender

[You'll find a heart]
You'll find a heart that you've always been lookin' for
How could anybody ask for much more, whoa-ooh-ooh-

Now I like openin' doors
Pickin' up [Yeah] her hanky [Yeah] off the floor
Treat her like a lady [Treat her like lady]
Light her cigarette if she smokes
Even [Help her with her coat], oh, whoa
Treat her like a lady [Treat her like lady]

Compliment her in her hair
Even help her with her chair
Treat her like a lady [Treat her like lady]
She's a bad son-of-a-gun
I'm her lovin' Don Juan
Treat her like a lady [Treat her like lady]

Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-ooh-
Whoa-oh-oh-
Hey-hey-
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-baby
Every day, ever way
Hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

[You'll find a heart]
You'll find a heart that you've always been lookin' for
How could anybody ask for much more, whoa-whoa-oh-ooh-

Now I like openin' doors
Pickin' up [Yeah] her hanky [Yeah] off the floor
Treat her like a lady [Treat her like lady]
Light her cigarette if she smokes
Even [Help her with her coat], help her out
Treat her like a lady [Treat her like lady]

Compliment her in her hair
Even help her with her chair
Treat her like a lady [Treat her like lady]
Now boy, you should remember
To be a gentleman
Treat her like a lady

(You better) Treat her like (Well), treat her like (Ho)
Treat her like a lady (Treat her like a lady)
Treat her like, treat her like (Hey-ey-)
Treat her like a lady (Treat her like a lady)

Treat her like (Well), treat her like
Treat her like a lady (Treat her like a lady)
Treat her like, treat her like (Ooh-hoo-)
Treat her like a lady (Hoo-hoo-oh, my, my, treat her like a lady)

ALBUM:

U2 - I Will Follow (1980)

U2
"I Will Follow"
Album: Boy (1980 Island)


SINGLE:





LYRICS:


I was on the outside when you said
You said you needed me
I was looking at myself
I was blind, I could not see
A boy tries hard to be a man
His mother takes him by his hand
If he stops to think he starts to cry
Oh why

If you walkaway, walkaway
I walkaway, walkaway
I will follow

If you walkaway, walkaway
I walkaway, walkaway
I will follow
I will follow

I was on the inside
When they pulled the four walls down
I was looking through the window
I was lost, I am found

Walkaway, walkaway
I walkaway, walkaway
I will follow
If you walkaway, walkaway,
I walkaway, walkaway
I will follow
I will follow

Your eyes make a circle
I see you when I go in there
Your eyes...your eyes...your eyes...your eyes

If you walkaway, walkaway
I walkaway, walkaway
I will follow

If you walkaway, walkaway
I walkaway, walkaway
I will follow
I will follow
I will follow
I will follow

Bruce Springsteen - Born to Run (1978) Live

Bruce Springsteen
"Born to Run"
Album : Born to Run (1975 Columbia)


SINGLE:





LYRICS:


In the day we sweat it out on the streets of a runaway American dream
At night we ride through the mansions of glory in suicide machines
Sprung from cages out on highway 9,
Chrome wheeled, fuel injected,and steppin' out over the line
h-Oh, Baby this town rips the bones from your back
It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap
We gotta get out while we're young
`Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run

yes, girl we were

Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend
I want to guard your dreams and visions
Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims
and strap your hands 'cross my engines
Together we could break this trap
We'll run till we drop, baby we'll never go back
h-Oh, Will you walk with me out on the wire
`Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider
But I gotta know how it feels
I want to know if love is wild
Babe I want to know if love is real

Oh, can you show me

Beyond the Palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard
Girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors
And the boys try to look so hard
The amusement park rises bold and stark
Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist
I wanna die with you Wendy on the street tonight
In an everlasting kiss

1-2-3-4!

The highway's jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive
Everybody's out on the run tonight
but there's no place left to hide
Together Wendy we can live with the sadness
I'll love you with all the madness in my soul
h-Oh, Someday girl I don't know when
we're gonna get to that place
Where we really wanna go
and we'll walk in the sun
But till then tramps like us
baby we were born to run

Oh honey, tramps like us
baby we were born to run

Come on with me, tramps like us
baby we were born to run

Ru-uh-uh-un
Mm-mm-mm-mm
Uh-uh-uh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Ru-uh-uh-uh-un
Mm-mm-mm-mm
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Ru-uh-uh-un