Let The Rhythm Hit Em - Eric B. & Rakim

Let the rhythm hit 'em 

I'm the arsenal 
I got artillery  lyrics of ammo 
Rounds of rhythm 
Then I'm 'a give 'em piano 
Bring a bullet proof vest 
Nothin' to ricochet 
ready to aim at the brain 
~Now what the trigger say 
Tempos triflin' 
Felt like a rifle 
Massage 'n' melodies 
Might go right through 
Simultaneously like an Uzi 
Nothin' can bruise me 
Lyrics let up when lady say don't lose me 
So re-load quickly 
And you better hit me 
While I'm lettin' this fifi get wit me 
You steppin' with .007 
Better make it snappy 
No time to do your hair, baby 
Brothers are bustin' at me 
Beats and bullets pass me 
None on target 
They want the R hit 
But wtch the god get 
Quicker, the tongue is the trigger 
'Cause I'm real fast 
Let off some rhythm at 'em 
Let 'em feel the blast 
Penetrate at a crazy rate 
This ain't no .38 
Hit 'em at point blank range 
And watch 'em radiate 
Runnin' out of ammunition 
I'm done wit' em 
You ask me how I did 'em 
I let the rhythm hit 'em 

I push a power that's punishable 
Better be a prisoner 
The hit man is the 
Brother wit' charisma 
Showing you that I have 
Powerful paragraphs 
Followers will become leaders 
But without a path 
Ya mentally paralyzed 
Crippled ya third eye 
Rhymes are blurred 
Then it occurred that you heard I 
Reduced the friction with crucifixion 
Let loose the mix then 
Boost the piston 
Eric hit '