Move the Crowd Eric B. & Rakim

[Verse 1]
Standing by the speaker, suddenly I had this
Fever, was it me or either summer madness
'Cause I just can't stand around
So I get closer, and the closer I get, the better it sound
My mind start to activate, rhymes collaborate
'Cause when I heard the beat, I just had to make
Something from the top of my head
So I fell into the groove of the wax and I said
How could I move the crowd?
First of all, ain't no mistakes allowed
Here's the instruction, put it together
It's simple, ain't it? But quite clever
Some of you've been trying to write rhymes for years
But weak ideas irritate my ears
Is this the best that you can make?
'Cause, if not, and you got more, I'll wait
But don't make me wait too long, 'cause I'ma move on
The dance floor when they put something smooth on
So turn up the bass, it's better when it's loud
'Cause I like to move the crowd

[Chorus]
Move the crowd
Move the crowd
Move the crowd
Move— Move— Move the crowd
Move the crowd
Move— Move— Move— Move—
Move the crowd
Move—
Move the crowd
Move the crowd
Ra— Ra— Rakim
Ra— Ra— Rakim
Ra— Ra— Ra— Ra—
Ra— Ra— Rakim