Eric B Is President - Eric B. & Rakim

I came in the door  i said it before 
I never let the mic magnatize me no more 
But it's biting me  fighting me  inviting me to rhyme 
I can't hold it back  I'm looking for the line  
Taking off my coat  clearing my throat 
My rhyme will be kicking it until I hit my last note 
My mind'll range to find all kinds of ideas 
Self esteem makes it seem like a thought took years to build 
But still say a rhyme after the next one 
Prepared, never scared, I'll just bless one 
And you know that I'm the soloist 
So Eric B, make 'em clap to this 

I don't bug out or chill or be acting ill 
No tricks in '86, it's time to build 
Eric B easy on the cut, no mistakes allowed 
Cuz to me, MC means move the crowd 
I made it easy to dance to this 
But can you detect what's coming next from the flex of the wrist 
Saying indeed that I precede cuz my man made a mix 
If he bleed he won't need no band-aid to fix 
If they can get some around until there's no rhymes left 
I hurry up because the cut will make 'em bleed to death 
But he's kicking it because it ain't no half stepping 
The party is live, the rhyme can't be kept in- 
Side, it needs erupting just like a volcano 
It ain't the everyday style of the same old rhyme 
Because I'm better then the rest of them 
Eric B is on the cut and my name is Rakim 

Go get a girl and get soft and warm, 
Don't get excited, you've been invited to a quiet storm 
But now it's out of hand cuz you told me you hate me 
And then you ask what have I done lately 
First you said all you want is love and affection 
Let me be your angel and I'll be your protection 
Take you out, buy you all kinds of things 
I must of