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Who am I? The one that gets laced tightThe one you wear, hit a flare on the same nightThat you hit an uprock, I'm the one in the closet next to one sockThe one you rock on the cardboard boxWalking to the one blockYou know the one spot peeps get the one shotGot one thought on the task at handYou can ask your man I'm part of master planOnly be -boys and be -girls, they understandWhatever you say now, ya wish is my commandName it, I'll be the footwork to your head spinFollow your lead, go anyplace that ya legs bendAt ya cipher session I'm ya best friendI got a twin, we's a pair clocking size 10Head's a shell, three stripes on sideLaces large, on your feets I resideKeep me clean, keep me laced, and I'll be alrightI be the first element up in here tonightWho am I? See, I'm the one that you be gripping tightThe one that makes you sound real good when you be flipping rightAnd I'm the one causing fights up at the open micI'll make ya sound real stupid if you don't hold me rightI got emcees fiending for me all day and nightI could care less if ya on me if ya black or whiteSee all that matters when you rock me don't be coming wack andSongtexteDon't hold me to the speaker or I'ma feedback andI'm used for rapping, every now and the used for passingBack and forth in ya crew in a freestyle fashionI get rocked, ripped, flipped on and blasted, I'm spoke on, choke on, hit on, spit on, and masteredI've outlasted, been used to tell truth and liesUsed to kill the youth and used to open up they eyesI come in all kinds of sizes, heard all kinds of voicesSometimes I'm plugged in, you know sometimes I'm cordlessKeep me clear, keep me close, and I'll be alrightSee I'm the second element up in here tonightWho am I? I got two heads and they always spinningI got two arms that the deejays, they use for rippingPlus a fader in my middle that they always grippingI'm completed with the two records used for mixingThey pulling tricks and cutting up, ya know they scratchingRemixing beat, juggling just whie they mix and match andAll kinds of beats till it's the heat that I know ya catchingAnd I'm the one that started hip-hop in case ya askingI got knobs and faders in a mad abundanceI come in many names, but most time it's 1200When I get played now, you know that you truly love itNow clean the needle on my arm or I'll be sounding bustedI'm disregarded, treated like I ain't legitimateI'm making music, you don't see me as an instrumentAnd it takes true skills to get on me and be ripping itNobody sees my contribution, they ain't getting itYou know there's one thing that really now makes me madYou used to blow me off but now I'm the latest fadI'm the thing that every rock band they got's to haveNow people say my name and they be like "Now what is that?"Keep me running, keep me spinning, and I'll be allrightI'll be the third element up in here tonightWho am I? Se I'm hiding in your backpackYou tear my tip off, replace it with a fat capI'm 12 oz. of steel concealed in a knapsackYa pull me out, ya shake me up, and then attack thatWall or train while ya steady throwing up your nameLeaving these end to end burners, ya getting ghetto fameNow me and my brothers, ya know we come in many colorsSteady beautifying the walls of a ghetto cultureToys and suckers now you know they getting dissed quickI'm going all city all up in ya districtYa hold me with control so I never drip thickI'm tagging up ya spot, nobody misses itSee I'm the brush to a modern day type DiVinciI'm the new urban renewal for ya block's committeeI've spoken words of the youth of an inner cityI'm vandalism but to others I'll be called graffitiKeep me shaking, keep me spraying, and I'll be allrightI be the fourth element up in here tonightWho am I? See I'm the God that you don't know aboutI gave you breath up in your lungs that you can't go withoutSee you know the facts of My story you been told aboutI'm always reaching out for you but you just keep on holding outI know your doubts, I know you're thinking that I ain't realSee I know you forgot about Me when you got ya last record dealSee I know the way you feel, I walked the earth just like youAnd like a child up in his Father's arms, I long to hide youMany times I invite you while standing here right besides youBut you walk right past, you ignore My hands here given to guide youI gave you gifts, I gave you talents that you just used to gain your wealthBut you took my gifts and talents only for you, just to glorify yourselfI was beaten and bruised, crushed now for your iniquityStripped naked, I was spit upon just for you to live eternallyYet you blaspheme Me, you make moves without asking MeThen you blame Me for your troubles and calamities, you kidding me?Keep Me first, keep Me in your life, and it's gonna be alrightSee I'm Jesus Christ, the Fifth Element up in here tonight Aus Songtexte Mania