Eric B. & Rakim — Lyrics of Fury

[Verse 1] I'm rated "R", this is a warnin', ya better void Poets are paranoid, DJs destroyed 'Cause I came back to attack brothers in spite Strike like lightnin', it's quite frightenin'! But don't be afraid in the dark, in a park Not a scream or a cry or a bark, more like a spark Ya tremble like an alcoholic, muscles tighten up What's that? Lighten up! You see a sight but Suddenly you feel like you're in a horror flick You grab your heart then wish for tomorrow quick! Music's the clue, when I come you're warned Apocalypse Now, when I'm done, ya gone! Haven't you ever heard of a MC murderer? This is the death penalty and I'm servin' a Death wish, so, come on, step to this Hysterical idea for a lyrical professionist! Friday the 13th, walkin' down Elm Street You come in my realm, ya get beat! This is off limits, so your visions are blurry All ya see is the meters of the volume Pumpin' lyrics of fury! It's a... a fearified freestyle! [Verse 2] Terror in the styles, never error-files Indeed, I'm known to exile! For those that oppose to be level or next to this I ain't a devil and this ain't the Exorcist! Worse than a nightmare, you don't have to sleep or wink The pain's a migraine every time ya think Flashbacks interfere, ya start to hear The R-A-K-I-M in your ear Then the beat is hysterical That makes Eric go get an axe and chops the wack Soon the lyrical format is superior Faces of death remain MCs decayin', 'cause they never stayed The scene of a crime every night at the show The fiend of a rhyme on the mic that you know It's only one capable, breaks the unbreakable Melodies unmakable, pattern unescapable I haunt if you want the style I possess I bless the child, the earth, the gods and bomb the rest For those that envy an MC, it can be Hazardous to your health so be friendly A matter of life and death, just like a Etch A Sketch Shake 'til you're clear, make it disappear, make the next After the ceremony, let the rhyme rest in peace If not, my soul'll release The scene is recreated, reincarnated, updated I'm glad you made it 'Cause you're about to see a disastrous sight A performance never again performed on a mic Lyrics of fury! A fearified freestyle! [Verse 3] The "R" is in the house, too much tension! Make sure the system's loud when I mention Phrases that's fearsome, you wanna hear some Sounds that not only pounds but please your eardrums I sit back and observe the whole scenery Then nonchalantly tell you what it mean to me Strictly business, I'm quickly in this mood And I don't care if the whole crowd's a witness I'mma tear you apart but I'mma spare you a heart Program into the speed of the rhyme, prepare to start Rhythm's out of the radius, insane as the craziest Musical madness MC ever made, see it's Now an emergency, open-heart surgery Open your mind, you will find every word'll be Furier than ever, I remain the future Battle's temptin', whatever suits ya! From words to sentence, there's no resemblance You think you're rougher? Then suffer the consequences! I'm never dyin', terrifyin' results I wake ya with hundreds of thousands of volts Mic-to-mouth resuscitation, rhythm with radiation Novocain ease the pain, it might save him If not, Eric B.'s the judge, the crowd's the jury How do I plead to homicide? Lyrics of fury! They're gettin' furier! A fearified freestyle!