Rakim
The God MC of the Abstract Mind
Mic in hand, mind abstract, I changed the game.
From Wyandanch to the world, I brought the calm storm—voice cool, words deep, flow divine. Eric B. carved the temple, I filled it with thought. Jazz raised me, Five Percent wisdom guided me, and the beat obeyed me. I didn't flex for the crowd; I challenged it. Still do.
What I'm Into: jazz after midnight, Paid in Full, internal rhymes, pharaohs of sound, Five-Percent truths
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