Lyrics:

Verse one:

Standing by the speaker, suddenly I had this
Fever, was it me or either summer madness
Cuz I just cant 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, aint no mistakes allowed
Heres the instruction, put it together
It simple aint 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, Ill wait
But dont make me wait too long coz Im a move on
The dancefloor when they put something smooth on
So turn up the bass, its better when its loud
Cuz I like to move the crowd

Move the crowd...

Verse two:

Imagine me wit the heat thats 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 Im on the mic and eric b is on the cut
For those that know me, indeed I like to flow
Especially when the musics going slow
It gives me a chance to let everybody know
Its time to bust out the rakim show
Im the intelligent wise on the mic I will rise
Right in front of your eyes cuz I am a surprise
So ima let my knowledge be born to a perfection
All praise due to allah and thats a blessing
Wit knowledge of self, theres nothing I cant solve
At 360 degrees, I revolve
This is actual fact, its not an act, its been proven,
Indeed and I proceed to make the crowd keep moving

Move the crowd...