Luyện nghe bài hát Back To The Essence

When I'm on the mic, I tall with gall
Style worth than anything you goin' find in mall
The treasure of the 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
your bluff in that destruction, of all previous discussion
When I hit like a concussion, your heart stall

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

Kick drum, that keeps punchin' through speaker
Countinously, meticoulously, etchin out the spaces in
For miles affecting rhymes changing minds permanently
Like mescaline, giving your whole perception,
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 party was a
Try it and the will, who ride your ass up out the spotlite

"You crazy, don't you that fool Lateef'll set it on you?
He than you", she telling you the truth due
I give you the due
you, end up getting 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 trying to do that play and ownership thing like did
your vision ain't impaired

But my prayers, you can hear what I'm to you
Now, if you fakin' it, may sound to you
Like some way under my breath, maybe I'm
But I only do that murder rap shit, for those the cap fit
As for the rest, I'm to you all, back to the essence

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

Making it hot cooking, your goose and 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 frame of mind
Electricity with mind, soul and the way I flex the agility

Focus, ability makes some quite restless in this vicinty
Trying to fill me out but they jesters in my vicinty stuck in my art
Trying to feather my energy, I 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 stress from any of these illiterate
Insecure about, they little 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 cloud of smoke
I go, whether I'm balling, whether I'm flat, dead, broke
I'm heeding my call and leaving a ball of 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, within whoever feels the
At the moment, takes it the
So thank Him it's through you that he manifest artistry

Like a painting an infinite, beyond lifetime warranty
And Satan is a wack diseased, needs to be quarantined
And caged in, I'm riding a of dopeness, come 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, we in the house feel the almighty presence
Making MC's act humble like
Smoking the mic and leaving but resin
the spots, pop like pots full of wesson

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