Luyện nghe bài hát Upper Echelon

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

Welcome to the Prisoner of

dum-dum, bust the scientifical
You it all up in your soul, we getting spiritual
You heard I'm coming back, it's so I put the fear in you
I every track, cause the rhymers like to stare at you
shit back, it's a miracle
Rap been over the last year or two
like a mirror through who is the real living proof
I'm back with the shit, I pack lyrical
Substance like bowls of kush 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 break liars
I who is like us
The lovers, the fighters, the writers, the
Cut the we could see the vipers
We cut the glass we the diamonds

it out baby, check it out y'all
This that upper echelon shit, is this?

I be to real shit, real spit, like die hard feeling
Type of shit the fake niggas hard to deal wit'
I'm on a higher plane, I'm destroying em' while I them
My threat can't be contained, so my on Obama kill list
Kweli the artist that you be
Moving the through darkness, the light is what's in of me
Front on me you exposing your insecurities
Supposedly it's wack and replaces lack of
The purity you need to get in the game is
Ain't no conspiracy, stop looking for someone to it on
Gotta pay a debt, took a stale style and I it fresh
Wait a second, got your girl wetter tomato flesh
on me with baited breath

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

to the
Walking through double fisted, I'm on something vicious
Everything is moving, I'm me a percentage
Vintage, nothing but the sky is my
My girl is ride or die, I'm avoiding the temptress
Ain't no who the best is
You don't like it the fuck out of my mansions
Pimping to the socks, and so is business
The all night workout like Fitness
niggas is adorable, incorrigible
The praise you get is barely audible
People is you, why?
The last place in the world you belong is a recording booth
Order suit, niggas is up
Petroleum a lab when niggas get swept up
of culture, back to the future rap, DeLorean
I class up the joint the spit is