Luyện nghe bài hát Back To The Essence

When I'm on the mic, I stand tall with
Style more than anything you goin' find in mall
The treasure of the mutiny is what you all enthralled
I up the people with the yes, yes, y'all

Create, wait, watch and let the fall
Employ my like checkmate
Call your in that destruction, of all previous discussion
I hit like a concussion, your heart rate stall

Recorders all stall, you jaw'll go
I deliver makin' quivers and shivers all your back
Like a river the beat
in Cadillacs, bumpin' that vicious Blackalicious

Kick drum, keeps punchin' through that speaker
Countinously, meticoulously, etchin out the in time
For miles affecting that changing minds permanently
Like mescaline, giving whole perception, perspective
A new design that that misconception

Now, we seeing, eye to eye
Can the MC speak? The suckas stay
The crowd can get like the party was a riot
Try it and the ladies will, who your ass up out the spotlite

"You crazy, don't you know that fool set it on you?
He better than you", she telling you the due
I you the proof due
Step you, end up getting cut up by the cornerstone's

back, by the end I say, Don't get contrary
'Cause baby, I'm very motivated
I'm trying to do that play and thing like Isiah did
Hope your vision impaired

But my prayers, you can hear I'm saying to you
Now, if you fakin' it, may strange to you
some way under my breath, maybe I'm playing
But I only do murder rap shit, for those whose the cap fit
As for the rest, I'm trying to you all, to the essence

Back to the essence, when we in the house the almighty presence
Making MC's act like peasants
Smoking the mic and nothing but resin
Making the spots, pop like pots full of

it hot cooking, your goose and your pheasant
Taking props leaving your ass, butt naked
exposed, no material protection
Low and behold, we back to the essence

I be that G I to the F, I get def up on that mic
I that lefty, no discrepancy and effortlessly
And in the right frame of
Electricity combined mind, soul and the way I flex the agility

Focus, makes some heads quite restless in this vicinty
Trying to fill me out but they jesters in my vicinty stuck in my art
to feather my energy, I bless plenty of enemies
Hittin' me with that would, so would like to get rid of me

In my quest to be the epitome, it'll be in hell
'Fore I feel stress from any of illiterate
about, they little insignificant contributions
Infinitely I'm mocking yes and don't, whenever the put out a fly quote

Yes, I'm doing my thing and a cloud of cess smoke
I go, whether I'm balling, whether I'm flat, dead, broke
I'm heeding my call and leaving a of rappers with heads roast
And bringing that universal to the East and West Coast

And no one the best, though is God
Allowing you to harness the energy, within whoever feels the
At the moment, it the farthest
So thank Him 'cause it's through you that he manifest

Like a painting with an infinite, beyond lifetime
And Satan is a wack diseased, that needs to be
And caged in, I'm a boat of dopeness, come on aboard with me
And in a tale of musical invention

An MC lynchin', GA
fifth dimension miracles, all up in your system

Back to the essence, when we in the house feel the almighty
MC's act humble like peasants
Smoking the mic and leaving but resin
Making the spots, pop like full of wesson

Making it hot cooking, your and your pheasant
Taking your props leaving your ass, butt
Soul exposed, no material
Low and behold, we back to the essence