Sire - Back to The Essence lyrics

[Intro] Yeaa, Bringing it back to the Essence (New Sound 1,3) Sire! Hip-Hop, Hip-hop Mic check 1, 2, 1,2 yea Mic check 1, 2 don't stop Mic check 1, 2, 1,2 yea Mic check 1, 2 NYC Venezuela Connect [Verse 1: Sire] Fresh, from the step with my air gore techs/ Every day I drop bombs like Mr. Funk Flex (ahh)/ k**ing all these rappers, Adolf/ If they wanna see me tell 'em make it to the play offs (easy)/ Champ in this b**h bars so hard/ Get a cramp in your wrist I'd master this sh**/ Listen to the Sensay never fake the funk/ Rappers tryin' kick it but they couldn't fake a punt/ Hold up wait Harvey Dent n***as man they all two faced/ Tryin' become rappers wit that boom boom pow/ That sh** is doo doo now/ Bunch of farm ville n***as on your moo moo cow/ Couldn't be a f**ing thug with a gun in your hand/ Gon be the running man when the click go bam/ I jam like a tech with correct technique/ I'm a God in these streets dog bless these beats, 1/ Mic check 1, 2, 1,2 yea Mic check 1, 2 don't stop Mic check 1, 2, 1,2 yea Mic check 1, 2, Rewind [Verse 2: Rewind] Blowing clouds out of my face too high/ Airplanes looks at me and wave bye, birds say I'm too fly/ Crash and then I land, hotter than a tan/ Wavy as the sea step foot on the sand/ Game in my shoes already ran/ They calling me Hip-Hop's Uncle Sam/ They want me in this war so I bomb 'em hard core/ Sicker than a pig your just a meat head boar/ Hear the scratches Rewind at it/ Stay on top like a f**ing attic/ New Sound coming quick there ain't no traffic/ Rhymes will shock ya but my name ain't static/ Your girl love to chew, get it popping popping like mountain dew soda/ Cool gon get colder/ Waste money, money wasted getting sober/ Flow too dirty let me brush my shoulder/ [Verse 3: Sire] n***a n***a n***a how you'd figure that I'm with ha/ Cause I hit her, I just did ha then I quite ha, man forget ha/ If the glove don't fit you don't f** the b**h/ If it ain't a magnum baby I won't fit/ Shoutout to Hooch cause we do it for the promo/ h*mo rappers on my royal nuts/ Brand new CD, Forever king/ How bout you jump off my dick! [Outro: Sire & Rewind] Yea what I gotta tell 'em n***a I'm the best ain't no need to sweat 'em (ahh)/ What I gotta tell ha n***a I'm the best ain't no need to sweat 'em (yeahh)/ What I gotta tell ha n***a I'm the best ain't no need to sweat 'em (ughh)/ What I gotta tell ha n***a I'm the best/