Nigo, Rakim - Once Upon a Rhyme in Japan lyrics

Aiyo, once upon a rhyme
But way across the maps and seas
In a time that's hard, all we have is dreams
In a place surrounded by casualties
B-boys and girls wear caps and jeans
They have to fiend, infected by rap's disease
But prepared to die for all of rap's beliefs
They love real Hip-Hop, real tracks and MC's
And can't stand cats that like
To rap for cheese
It ain't all about the gat to squeeze
VS-1's or SUV's or even stacks of g's
They love thuggin but still they
Like to catch a breeze
They love clubbin so they go
And crash the scene
Where the queens treat their men like kings
Your Majesties
DJ's trickery spins the wax with ease
On the dancefloor spinnin on
They backs and freeze
Where MC's kick rhymes in Japanese so Japan
Let me see you wave your hand yo Japan
Let me see you wave your hand
It's the J to the a to the p-a-n
The R to the a to the k-i-m

So Japan let me see you wave your hand
Yo Japan let me see you wave your hand
It's the J to the a to the p-a-n
The R to the a to the k-i-m

They said, "I heard Ra was comin to
Town I hope he'll show we know he can flow
Open the show so he can blow for Tokyo"
Nobody shut the whole town
Down since Godzilla
Think of the sickest thing you
Even seen - Ra's iller
I brought the drama for Yokohama
I rock a party
For Osaka and Hiroshima and Nagasaki
Until they hear us over in Russia
Yo, who's that clutchin the mic
The club rusher
The man you've been askin for after all
You can't ask for more, it's the ambassador
Rap's diplomat with Japan's welcome mat
Rap well over tracks, I get welcomed back
It's a honor that I'm the
One you'd call to rhyme
So when I write I'mma always
Keep y'all in mind
And I'mma keep spittin like this all the time
But right now this is the
Time for y'all to shine

So Japan let me see you wave your hand
Yo Japan let me see you wave your hand
It's the J to the a to the p-a-n
The R to the a to the k-i-m

Think I hear one now, stop the limo
Roll down the window and follow the Indo

Do I love the way y'all get down? Man, listen
This is the land of the turntable technicians
With a can graffiti artists can
Make a wall glisten and rhymes
It's a whole new language that y'all spittin
I told my peeps in New
York City that y'all ghetto
I told Cali to spread
The world: y'all thorough
From Chi Town and the Dirty
South they all shouted
Told my rollies down in New
Orleans that y'all bout it
And peace to N-i-g-o, you move crowds
To my man with the magic marker
Futura 2 thou
We all make sure it's new styles to learn
Until then - Rakim shall return

So Japan let me see you wave your hand
Yo Japan let me see you wave your hand
It's the J to the a to the p-a-n
The R to the a to the k-i-m