Luyện nghe bài hát Back To The Essence

When I'm on the mic, I tall with gall
Style worth more than anything you find in mall
The treasure of the is what keeps you all enthralled
I lively up the with the yes, yes, y'all

Create, wait, watch and let the fake
Employ my strategy like
Call your bluff in that destruction, of all previous
When I hit a concussion, your heart rate stall

Recorders all stall, you jaw'll go
I deliver quivers and shivers all down your back
a river flow the beat
Bounces in Cadillacs, bumpin' that Blackalicious

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

Now, we seeing, eye to eye
Can the MC The suckas stay quiet
The crowd can get rowdy the party was a riot
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
Step you, end up getting cut up by the cornerstone's

Down back, by the end I say, Don't get
'Cause baby, I'm very highly
I'm trying to do that play and ownership thing Isiah did
Hope your vision impaired

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

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

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

I be that G I to the F, I get def up on that mic
I swing that lefty, no discrepancy and
And in the right frame of
Electricity with mind, soul 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 feather my energy, I bless plenty of
Hittin' me with expressions that would, so like to get rid of me

In my quest to be the epitome, it'll be cold in
'Fore I feel stress from any of these
Insecure about, they little insignificant
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, 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 West

And really no one the best, is God
Allowing you to harness the energy, within whoever feels the
At the moment, it the farthest
So Him 'cause it's through you that he manifest artistry

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

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

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

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