All Kind Of Ideas

[Break: Pete Rock & Rakim]

Uh, what (All, all, all kind of ideas)

Never before, nigga, uh-huh (All, all, all kind of ideas, all kind of ideas)

Yeah, boy, yeah, nigga

Last night, uh-huh (All-all-all-all-all-all-all kind of ideas)

Yeah, boy, uh-huh

Yeah (All-all-all-all-all-all kind, all kind of ideas)

Yeah, yeah, uh-huh

Uh, uh, yeah, ayo

[Verse 1: Pete Rock & Rakim]

I'm soul brother uno (Uno), black from the future

Make beats on the table if I break my computer (Break my computer)

And still make hits like I used to (Uh)

Keep your top five, I'm God's favorite producer (For real)

Sixteen bars of pressure, no metronome (Nope)

Thinking outside the box, that's a better zone (Way better)

So many ideas coming out the wazoo (Uh)

It's only one of me, can never do what I do (Ayy)

Past, present and future; that is timeless (Uh)

Been a lot a things, but I never been rhymeless (Never)

Drums like scattered showers when I rain, man (Uh-huh)

Giving you food for soul, that's the game plan (Word)

Tears for fears (What), I said a shout out to all my peers

But I never ran out of all kind of ideas, I said (All kind of ideas, yeah, boy)

Tears for fear, a shout out to all my peers (What)

But never ran out of all kind of ideas (Let's go)

[Break: Rakim]

All, all-all-all-all kind of ideas, all kind of ideas

All-all-all-all-all kind of ideas, all kind of ideas

All-all, all-all-all kind, all kind of ideas

All, all-all-all-all kind of ideas, all kind of ideas

[Verse 2: Common & Rakim]

Rack focus to the black Moses that's light skinned

A dawn like when the night end, I'm multi-hyphened

My stipend is ripened from Chi’ to Big Apple

On the mic, I'm Micah Parsons any subject I tackle

And grapple with wack dudes

And school niggas like black schools 'cause they lack rules

Niggas mad 'cause I know that cash rules everything around me except my mind

The underground found me, and depth I find on the railroad

I unjail souls like Harriet

Spitting chariots of fire through the wire and live barb fences

I murder MCs, some say that it's senseless (All)

Bomber like a winter coat though I've been In the trenches

Known to go for it like fourth and inches

Move the chains, I maneuver through the game

My thought grab the mic like I'm on Soul Train

Foes came sporting fake smiles like dentures

Them monkeys been programmed, at them, I throw wrenches

Hunger for the game, your thirst never quenches

You search for mentions, I unearth dimensions

These are adventures from Avalon benches

The real hip-hop, Com' came to his senses

Extensions of a man, the master planned for years

For me to bring to the world (All kind of ideas)

[Break: Rakim]

All kind, all-all-all-all kind of ideas, all-all kind of ideas

All kind of, all, all

All kind of ideas, all kind of ideas

All kind of—all kind of ideas

All kind of, all—all—all—all—all kind of ideas

All—all kind of ideas

All kind of, all—all—all—all—all kind of ideas (All—all—all kind of ideas)

All—all—all—all—all—all kind of ideas

All kind of, all—all kind of ideas

All kind, all kind of ideas, ideas, ideas, ideas, ideas—