Luyện nghe bài hát Back To The Essence

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

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

Recorders all stall, you go slack
I deliver makin' quivers and shivers all down your
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 rhymes that changing permanently
Like mescaline, giving your perception, perspective
A new design wreck that misconception

Now, we seeing, eye to eye
Can the MC The suckas stay quiet
The can get rowdy 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 Lateef'll set it on you?
He than you", she telling you the truth due
I give you the due
Step you, end up cut up by the cornerstone's edge

Down back, by the end I say, Don't get
'Cause baby, I'm highly motivated
I'm trying to do play and ownership 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 sound to you
Like some way under my breath, I'm playing
But I only do that rap shit, for those whose the cap fit
As for the rest, I'm trying to you all, back to the

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

Making it hot cooking, your goose and pheasant
Taking props leaving your ass, butt naked
Soul exposed, no 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 of mind
Electricity with mind, soul and the way I flex the agility

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

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

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

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

a painting with an infinite, beyond lifetime warranty
And Satan is a wack diseased, needs to be quarantined
And caged in, I'm riding a boat of dopeness, come on with me
And engage in a tale of musical

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

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

Making it hot cooking, your goose and pheasant
Taking your props your ass, butt naked
Soul exposed, no protection
Low and behold, we going to the essence