Luyện nghe bài hát Back To The Essence

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Making it hot cooking, your and your pheasant
your props leaving your ass, butt naked
Soul exposed, no 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
Electricity combined with mind, and the way I flex the agility

Focus, ability some heads quite restless in this vicinty
Trying to fill me out but they just jesters in my vicinty in my art
Trying to my energy, I bless plenty of enemies
Hittin' me with that would, so would like to get rid of me

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

Yes, I'm doing my thing and leaving a cloud of cess
Wherever I go, whether I'm balling, whether I'm flat, dead,
I'm heeding my call and leaving a ball of rappers heads roast
And bringing that universal dopeness to the and West Coast

And no one the best, though is God
you to harness the energy, within whoever feels the most
At the moment, takes it the
So thank Him it's through you that he manifest artistry

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

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

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

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