Yeah  yeah
 It's the return of the Wild Style fashionist
 Smashin hits  make it hard to adapt to this
 Put pizazz and jazz in this  and cash in this
 Mastered this  flash this and make em clap to this
 DJ's throw on cuts and obey the crowd
 Just pump the volume up  and play it loud
 Hip Hop's embedded  before I said I wouldn't let it
 But me and the microphone is still magnetic
 Straight off the top, I knew I'd be forced to rock
 Dancefloors just stop, the spot's scorchin hot
 Hoping I open Rakim Allah seminars
 Massage at the bar smokin ten dollar cigars
 while I admire midas, with more vision than TV's
 I find it easy catchin diabetes from fly sweeties
 Sit back and wait to hear a slammin track
 Rockin jams by popular demand, I'm back

 *chorus*
 I control the crowd, you know I hold it down
 When it drop you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound
 From town to town, until it's world reknowned
 And I rock New York City all year around

 Check it out
 It's on so you can swerve when it's heard in clubs
 Thought patterns displayed on Persian rugs
 Equations are drawn up in paisley form
 Mic it stay warm, my flow is Evian
 Deep as a Nautilus, you stay dipped in Ra style
 from the shores of Long Island to Panama Canal
 Intellect pitches new trends like a clothes designer
 I'm in effect, quicker than medicines in China
 Split the mic open fill it with somethin potent to go in
 and take a toke then, mental planes start floatin
 Hot science is smokin altitudes cause chokin
 Product is hypnotic you're soakin and still smokin
 Showin better scenes than grams of amphetamines
 Plans to scheme, means I'll forever fiend
 Long as the mic is loud and the volume is pumpin
 I'ma move crowds to 2000

 *chorus*

 Yo, my rhymes and lyrics, find spirits like a seance
 Since fat Cray-ons, I write and display chaos
 My plan is damage, the diagram to where the jam
 I take advantage, until the crowd go bananas
 What a rush I hear cuts then I lust to touch
 Microphones get clutched by the illustrious
 Word spread I inherited, many ways to say the unsaid
 Born with three 7's in my head
 In time no one can seem to blow your mind as far as this
 To find you'll need philosophers and anthropologists
 Astrologists, professors from your smartest colleges
 with knowledge of scholarships, when Ra be droppin this
 Some of the things I know, will be in your next Bible
 When I die go bury me and my notebook in Cairo
 with the great God from Egypt manifest was write rhymes
 align with the stars, I come back to bless the mic

 *chorus* 2X
 "Once again, back is the incredible" --> Chuck D
 Word up, Rakim Allah the Microphone Fiend is back, yaknahmean?
 "Rakim Allah" --> Rakim
 Till death do us part
 "Once again, back is the incredible" --> Chuck D
 It's on
 "Rakim Allah" --> Rakim
 *CD sample, *Ra sample in sequence to 3:50
 "Once again back is the incredible
 The incredible, the incredible
 The incredible...
 Once again back is the incredible
 Rhyme animal, the incredible..." --> Chuck D