[Rakim]
One two..

Yeah.. uhh.. yeah..
	"Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" -> My Melody
Yeah it's the God baby..
Long Island's own..
barbarian of the microphone..
	"Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" -> My Melody
It's for y'all niggaz

And the streets just a couple of miles East of Mecca
Where peeps touch nuttin but style heat and cheddar
Compete witcha livelihood to eat better
And ain't nuttin sweet but the ladies who speak wetta
With a torn smile, tryin to get my song on file
It's on now, the whole town done gone wild
Kick rhymes off my heartbeat as a unborn child
Then developed a strong style on Long Isle
Won't be long now, I started rhymin young
I designed for fun, knowin my time would come
I started, payin dues DJin with crews
Learnin the inner city rules, conveyin the news
So
Ask Me Why lyrics

I love you
Cause you tell me things I want to know
And it's true that it really only goes to show
That I know that I-I-I-I should never, never,
never be blue
Now you're mine,
my happiness still makes me cry
And in time, you'll understand the reason why

If I cry it's not because I'm sad
But you're the only love that I've ever had
I can't believe it's happened to me
I can't conceive of any mo
on as the jam start the man's art'll jam parks
Slam so hard it remains a landmark
The rhyme that I'm stylin, smooth as a violin
but "Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" -> My Melody

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Like any G.O.D., loose on a spree for new degrees
Things to do and see until nuttin is new to me
A true MC usually be into a breeze
And I can still see New York City through the trees
My advance slams put you outside lookin in
or the other way around, that depends, look again
Took a pen so you could zero in on my book of gems
It extends from the Hamptons to Brook-lyn
Through every hoodie in town, to learn the Boogie Down
til every DJ around, wanted to put me down
Rhymes got rougher til I was ready to blast off
and harass all from Suffolk County to Nassau
where we keep the m
Count Your Blessings Instead Of Sheep lyrics


Broadway, Broadway 
Everybody's happy and gay 
Where the night is brighter than day 
Up along Broadway 

Sweethearts and beaus 
Dressed up in their Sunday best cloths 
On their way to movies and shows 
Up along Broadway 

Out of town, I'm low down 
When I walk along the main street 
Anywhere I don't care 
I always find a main street just another plain street 
ney pilin, keep the honies smilin
Keep the heater just in case kids start whylin
The rhyme that I'm stylin, smooth as a violin
"Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" -> My Melody

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Grew up in Wyndanch, formerly known as Crime-Danch
Me and my mans we travel lands to find jams
where violence usually ends in sirens
By all means, we all fiend for finance
We make cash on the street called straight path
We take class, build with the Gods with great math
Everyday true to the street, and never fronted
Along the way, learned from the best that ever done it
Bein exposed to life's highs and lows
Got my flows ready for shows, I'm ready for the pros
I put it on a tape and then the city I tested
Talkin Gender Neutral Blues lyrics

I was walkin down the street one day
Reading the signs that passed my way
And after a while I started to see
That none of those words referred to me...
Good will towards men, all men are created equal,
Praise Him!
Well I asked some friends if they agreed
That they felt left out in the things they read
They told me yes, and added some more
And soon we all felt pretty sore
You got your Congres
Then on the radio the R's requested
Now the whole world's whylin, all the girls smilin
You know, it's on, soon as they let the crowd in
The rhyme that I'm stylin, smooth as a violin
"Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" -> My Melody

Word up.. I wanna give a big up to Long Island.. stompin grounds.. f'real
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Crime-Danch.. one love baby.. word up.. 
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I wanna give a crazy shout out to all the DJ's back in the day
who used to let me smoke they microphones, yaknahmean?
Big up to DJ Maniac, DJ Teddy Tuff, and DJ Cool Breeze
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Word up

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