Guess Whos Back - Rakim f/ Chuck D

Once again back it's the incredible" 

Yeah, yeah 
It's the return of the Wild Style fashionist 
Smashin hits, make it hard to adapt to this 
Put pizazz and jazz in this, and cash in this 
Mastered this, flash this and make em clap to this 
DJ's throw on cuts and obey the crowd 
Just pump the volume up, and play it loud 
Hip-Hop's embedded, before I said I wouldn't let it 
But me and the microphone is still magnetic 
Straight off the top, I knew I'd be forced to rock 
Dancefloors just stop, the spot's scorchin hot 
Hoping I open Rakim Allah seminars 
Massage at the bar smokin ten dollar cigars 
while I admire ?, with more vision than TV's 
I find it easy catchin diabetes from fly sweeties 
Sit back and wait to hear a slammin track 
Rockin jams by popular demand, I'm back 
Chorus

I control the crowd, you know I hold it down 
When it drop you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound 
From town to town, until it's world reknowned 
And I rock New York City all year around 

Check it out 
It's on so you can swerve when it's heard in clubs 
Thought patterns displayed on Persian rugs 
Equations are drawn up in paisley form 
Mic it stay warm, my flow is Evian 
Deep as a Nautilus, you stay dipped in Ra style 
From the shores of Long Island to Panama Canal 
Intellect pitches new trends like a clothes designer 
I'm in effect, quicker than medicines in China 
Split the mic open fill it with somethin potent to go in 
And take a toke then, mental planes start floatin 
Hot science is smokin altitudes cause chokin 
Product is hypnotic you're soakin and still smokin 
Showin better scenes than grams of amphetamines 
Plans to scheme, means I'll forever fiend 
Long as the mic is loud and the volume is pumpin 
I'ma move crowds to 2000 
Chorus


Yo, my rhymes and lyrics, find spirits like a seance 
Since fat Cray-ons, I write and display chaos 
My plan is ?, the diagram know where the damage 
I take advantage, until your crowd go bananas 
What a rush I hear cuts and I lust to touch 
Microphones get clutches by the illustrious 
Word spread I inherited, many ways to say the unsaid 
Born with three 7's in my head 
In time no one can seem to blow your mind as far as this 
To find you'll need philosophers and anthropologists 
Astrologists, professors from your smartest colleges 
With knowledge and scholarships, when Ra be droppin this 
Some of the things I know, will be in your next Bible 
When I die go bury me and my notebook in Cairo 
With the great God from Egypt manifest was write rhymes 
Align with the stars, I come back to bless the mic 
Chorus


"Once again, back it's the incredible" 
Word up, Rakim Allah the Microphone Fiend is back, ya know what I mean? 
"Rakim Allah" 
Till death do us part 
"Once again, back it's the incredible" 
It's on 
"Rakim Allah" 
CD sample

Ra sample in sequence to 3:50 

"Once again back it's the incredible 
The incredible, the incredible 
The incredible... 
Once again back it's the incredible 
Rhyme animal, the incredible..."