[Geoffrey Sumner]
This is a journey into sound

This is a journey into sound; a journey which along the way will bring to you new colour, new dimension, new value


[Rakim]
Pump up the volume, pump up the volume!



Pump that beat!


Please Jeff, would you mind saying that again?


(Rakim)
Thinkin of a master plan
Cuz ain't nuthin but sweat inside my hand
So I dig into my pocket, all my money is spent
So I dig deeper but still comin up with lint
So I start my mission- leave my residence
Thinkin how could I get some dead presidents
I need money, I used to be a stick-up kid
So I think of all the devious things I did
I used to roll up, this is a hold up, ain't nuthin funny
Stop smiling, be still, don't nuthin move but the money
But now I learned to earn cos I'm righteous
I feel great! So maybe I might just
Search for a 9 to 5, if I strive
Then maybe I'll stay alive
So I walk up the street whistlin this
Feelin out of place cos, man, do I miss
A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of
Me and Eric B, and a nice big plate of
Fish, which is my favorite dish
But without no money it's still a wish
Cos I don't like to dream about gettin paid
So I dig into the books of the rhymes that I made
Tonight is the test to see if I got pull
Hit the studio, cos I'm paid in full

(Eric B): Rakim, Check this out, yo, you go to your girl's house and I'll go to mine, 'cause my girl is definately mad, 'cause it took us too long to do this album
(Rakim): Yo, I hear what you're saying, so let's just pump the music up and count our money
(E): Yo we'll just check this out, yo, Eli, turn the bass down and just let the beat keep on rockin'
(R): And we're out outta here
(E): Yo, what happened to peace?
(both): peace...