Luyện nghe bài hát Air Hoodlum

Yo, Chuck, you at, G?
I he went upstairs, y'know
A furious mixture of noise
What Public producer Hank Shocklee calls
worst nightmare'

{Hey, he's a good

Air
Check the
Air
Check the

{ Player, that can leap, the best of them}

Risin' up in the 'Velt, Island, New York
The hood, in you did not know my base
was a ballplayer who had all the skills
Wit the pill to pay the piper, plus all the

his first name, Mack the awesome game
Practiced in the heat, in the rain or in
Mick so quick, at six six
Down to be by anyone but the Celtics

Oh, what a handle score from the floor
With people bangin' on him or hangin' on him
But what he did best, above all the was

{A player that can leap, with the of them
{As a high school phenom, the himself
I felt he could do to make this an effective team}

Grades an' ten, Mickey Mack was all that
But in class, his ass sat way in the
How I know? 'Cause I know, I used to wit the bro
He didn't I used to read him his own headline

'Cause he could not read 'em, his wouldn't need 'em
If the lines wouldn'ta like this
Mack jumped over the candlestick
His stack was his stats but his D was whack
eleven an' twelve, he found the wrong clientle an' all
Durin' class, he dribble in the hall

But never got in trouble in school, but the was
It was cool if your brain was just another
As as he could score fiddy-two
Get thirty-three rebounds, around

lost to him, he went right through 'em
Division, county, state, that's three, 'em
Championships for a town bro
bound to go pro

{He free, turn on the jumper, good
Streak of when he breaks loose
We all in our hearts we could win this ballgame
just required me to have the game that I did}

{I'm just, all I, that's all I, that's all I can say
That's all I can say, he hauled down rebounds
And kept the ball from everybody
Then he had a double, a sensational player}

didn't matter 'cause he was all that
You know, the pat on the
He was always in the news, you gotta what it means
It revenue an' I'm tellin' you

I saw cars an' Gs to our school, please
Approach hell the principal, where's the coach?
Went to college four wit a scholarship
An' won the

But when it came to his life, he care
he took it to the air

{Cross and a hook, he scores, fouled
the far corner, breaks West and here's the jumper, good
There's the jumper, it's not go, rebound batted back)

The fall began Mickey Mack fell
Hell, ripped his knee, drafted by personnel
Oh, how he loved the game, it was
Until he was cut an' couldn't

Times got tighter an'
he had an attitude, was rude, so he turned into a
School give him the job that he needed
to the assistant coach, they didn't need it

Then he to a stick up kid
Ski-mask an' gat but game he wasn't good at
An' the drugs on the
Police his ride, another homicide

He was over, ghost,
Hometown but now a zero
To those hypocrites who ripped him
For his skills without the to develop his mind

Forever in the news the community him
as Air Hoodlum

{I don't understand it, the kid coulda been Jordan}