Luyện nghe bài hát Back To The Essence

When I'm on the mic, I stand with gall
Style worth more than you goin' find in mall
The of the mutiny is what keeps you all enthralled
I lively up the people 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
When I hit like a concussion, your heart stall

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

drum, that keeps punchin' through that speaker
Countinously, meticoulously, etchin out the in time
For miles affecting rhymes that changing 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 rowdy like the party was a
Try it and the ladies will, who 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 you the proof due
Step you, end up getting cut up by the edge

Down back, by the end I say, get contrary
baby, I'm very highly motivated
I'm trying to do that play and ownership thing 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, maybe I'm
But I only do that murder rap shit, for 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
MC's act humble like peasants
Smoking the mic and nothing but resin
Making the spots, pop pots full of wesson

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

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

Focus, makes 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 of enemies
me with expressions 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 insignificant
Infinitely I'm yes and don't, whenever 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 a ball of rappers with heads roast
And bringing that dopeness to the East and West Coast

And no one the best, though is God
Allowing you to harness the energy, within whoever the most
At the moment, takes it the
So thank Him 'cause it's 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, come on aboard me
And in a tale 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 act humble like peasants
Smoking the mic and nothing but resin
Making the spots, pop like pots full of

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