Standing by the speaker, suddenly I had this
 Fever, was it me or either summer madness
 Cuz I just can't stand around
 So I get closer and the closer I get, the better it sound
 My mind starts to activate, rhymes collaborate
 Cuz 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 simple ain't it but quite clever
 Some of you been trying to write rhymes for years
 But weak ideas irritate my ears
 Is this the best that you can make?
 Cuz if not and you got more, I'll wait
 But don't make me wait too long coz I'm a move on
 The dancefloor when they put something smooth on
 So turn up the bass, it's better when it's loud
 Cuz I like to move the crowd

 Move the crowd...

 Verse two:

 Imagine me  wit the heat that's made by solar,
 It gets stronger everytime I hold a
 Microphone, check the tone to get started
 The line for the microphone is departed
 So leave it up to me, my DJ is mixing
 Everyone is moving or eager to listen
 Your hands in the air, your mouth, shut!
 Cuz I'm on the mic and Eric B is on the cut
 For those that know me, indeed I like to flow
 Especially when the music's going slow
 It gives me a chance to let everybody know
 It's time to bust out the Rakim show
 I'm the intelligent wise on the mic I will rise
 Right in front of your eyes cuz I am a surprise
 So I'ma let my knowledge be born to a perfection
 All praise due to Allah and that's a blessing
 Wit knowledge of self, there's nothing I can't solve
 At 360 degrees, I revolve
 This is actual fact, it's not an act, it's been proven,
 Indeed and I proceed to make the crowd keep moving

 Move the crowd