Blackalicious - Back To The Essence lyrics

rate me

When I'm on the mic I stand tall with gall

Style worth more than anything you goin find in mall

The treasure of the mutiny is what keeps you all enthralled

I lively up the people with the yes yes y'all

Create wait watch and let the fake fall

Employ my strategy like checkmate

Call your bluff in that destruction of all previous discussion

When I hit like a concussion your heart rate stall

Recorders all stall you jaw'll go slack

I deliver makin quivers and shivers all down your back

Like a river flow the beat

Bounces in cadillacs bumpin that vicious blackalicious

Kick drum that keeps punchin thru that speaker countinously meticoulously

Etchin out the spaces in time

For miles affecting rhymes that changing minds permanently

Like mescaline giving your whole peception perspective a new design that

Wreck that misconception now we seeing eye to eye yet?

Can the mc speak? the suckas stay quiet

The crowd can get rowdy like the party was a riot

Try it and the ladies will whoride your ass up out the spotlite

"you crazy dont you know that fool lateef'll set it on you?

He better than you" she telling you the truth due -

I give you the proof due

Step you end up getting cut up by the cornerstone's edge

Down back by the end I say dont get contrary

Cause baby I'm very highly motivated

I'm trying to do that play and ownership thing like Isiah did

Hope your vision ain't impaired

But my prayers you can hear what I'm saying to you

Now if you fakin it may sound strange to you

Like some way under my breath maybe I'm playing you

But I only do that murder rap shit for those whose the cap fit

As for the rest I'm trying to you all back to the essence

Back to the essence when we in the house feel the almighty presence

Making mcs act humble like peasants

Smoking the mic and leaving nothing but resin

Making the spots pop like pots full of wesson

Making it hot cooking your goose and your pheasant

Taking your props leaving your ass butt naked

Soul exposed no material protection

Low and behold we going back to the essence

I be that G-I to the F when I get def up on that mic

I swing that lefty no discrepency and effortlessly

And in the right frame of mind

Electricity combined with mind soul and the way I flex the agility

Focus ability makes some heads quite restless in this vicinty

Trying to fill me out but they just jesters in my vicinty stuck in my art

Trying to feather my energy I bless plenty of enemies

Hittin me with expressions that would so would like to get rid of me

In my quest to be the epitome it'll be cold in helll

'fore I feel stress from any of these illiterate

Insecure about they little insignicant contributions

Infinitely 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 smoke

Wherever I go whether i'm balling whether I'm flat dead broke

I'm heeding my call and leaving a ball of rappers with heads roast

And bringing that universal dopeness to the east and west coast

And really no one the best though is god

Allowing you to harness the energy within whoever feels the most

At the moment takes it the farthest

So thank him cause it's through you that he manifest artistry

Like a painting with an infinte beyond lifetime warranty

And satan is a wack diseased that needs to be quarantined

And caged in, I'm riding a boat of dopeness come on aboard with me

And engage in a tale of musical invention,

An mc lynchin convention GA lyrical fifth dimension miracles

All up in your system