Luyện nghe bài hát Upper Echelon

Check it out baby, check it out
This upper echelon shit, what is this?

Welcome to the of Conscious

Brainiac dum-dum, bust the
You feel it all up in your soul, we spiritual
You heard I'm coming back, it's so scary I put the in you
I murder every track, cause the rhymers like to at you
Real shit back, a miracle
Rap been laughable over the last or two
Reflecting like a mirror who is the real living proof
I'm back with the shit, I pack lyrical
Substance like of kush into a vaporizer
And then I vaporize ya', my paper may ya'
No need to on my paper cause I'm a naturizer
I vibrate higher, the truth break
I who is like us
The lovers, the fighters, the writers, the
Cut the grass we see the vipers
We cut the glass we the diamonds

Check it out baby, it out y'all
that upper echelon shit, what is this?

I be listening to real shit, real spit, die hard feeling
Type of shit the fake find hard to deal wit'
I'm on a higher plane, I'm destroying em' I build them
My threat can't be contained, so my name on Obama kill
Kweli the that you wanna be
the through darkness, the light is what's in front of me
Front on me you exposing your insecurities
Supposedly wack and replaces lack of maturity
The you need to get in the game is gone
no conspiracy, stop looking for someone to blame it on
Gotta pay a debt, took a style and I made it fresh
Wait a second, got your girl wetter tomato flesh
Waiting on me baited breath

Check it out baby, it out y'all
that upper echelon shit, what is this?

to the
Walking through fisted, I'm lifted on something vicious
Everything is moving, I'm getting me a
Vintage, but the sky is my ascendant
My girl is ride or die, I'm avoiding the evil
no question who the best is
You don't like it stay the out of my mansions
Pimping to the socks, and so is business
The all workout like 24-Hour Fitness
Y'all niggas is adorable,
The that you get is barely audible
People is ignoring you,
The last place in the world that you is a recording booth
Order suit, is gassed up
a lab when these niggas get swept up
Custodians of culture, back to the future rap,
I up the joint the spit is valedictorian