Luyện nghe bài hát Back To The Essence

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

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

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

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

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

"You crazy, don't you know that Lateef'll set it on you?
He better than you", she 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
baby, I'm very highly motivated
I'm to do that play and ownership thing like Isiah did
Hope vision ain't impaired

But my prayers, you can what I'm saying to you
Now, if you it, may sound strange to you
some way under my breath, maybe 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 almighty
MC's act humble like peasants
Smoking the mic and leaving nothing but
Making the spots, pop like pots full of

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

I be that G I to the F, when I get def up on 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, ability some heads quite restless in this vicinty
to fill me out but they just jesters in my vicinty stuck in my art
Trying to feather my energy, I bless plenty of
Hittin' me with expressions would, so would like to get rid of me

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

Yes, I'm doing my thing and leaving a of cess smoke
I go, whether I'm balling, whether I'm flat, dead, broke
I'm heeding my call and leaving a ball of rappers with heads
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 feels the most
At the moment, it the farthest
So Him 'cause it's through you that he manifest artistry

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

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

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

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