Luyện nghe bài hát Back To The Essence

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

Create, wait, and let the fake fall
my strategy like checkmate
Call your bluff in that destruction, of all discussion
When I hit like a concussion, your heart rate

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

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

Now, we seeing, eye to eye
Can the MC The suckas stay quiet
The crowd can get rowdy like the party was a
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 you the proof due
Step you, end up cut up by the cornerstone's edge

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

But my prayers, you can what 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 do that 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, we in the house feel the almighty presence
MC's act humble like peasants
Smoking the mic and leaving nothing but
Making the spots, pop like pots of wesson

Making it hot cooking, your goose and pheasant
Taking your 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, when I get def up on mic
I swing that lefty, no and effortlessly
And in the right of mind
Electricity combined with mind, soul and the way I the agility

Focus, ability makes some heads quite in this vicinty
Trying to fill me out but they just 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 to be the epitome, it'll be cold in hell
'Fore I feel stress any of these illiterate
Insecure about, they little contributions
I'm mocking yes and don't, whenever the gift put out a fly quote

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

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

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

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

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

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