Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Cook

Slow cook, dry rub, flame, let it sit
That's the hip hop I fell in love
That's the hip hop I in love with
the hip hop I fell in love with

Yeah, I fight to not write tracks
Distracts from the vision, syntax
Win that, a brother battling in Keytown
He said a war don't a king
It's what you do the crown
The ground crumbles at the feet of the
But if you dope, you dope, keep the pride way low
That's the hip-hop I fell in with
That's the hip-hop I throw my dubs
robin a mic stomping
Six exit east of
Trying not to be the old dude always screaming
on the new dudes, knowing I could school fools
Instead of leveraging veteran for they betterment
Ligaments been like them kids coming to get me
When you finally reach pinnacle, it's hard to not be
But slow down, the view
Many are called, few
That's the hip hop I fell in love

cook, dry rub, little flame, let it sit
That's the hip hop I in love with
That's the hip hop I fell in with
low flame marinate, the dry rub, gotta let it sit
That's the hip hop I fell in love
That's the hip hop I fell in with

On that boom-bap dad when my neighbor's dad
Ran his truck through living room
And they set the on fire like "if I can't have you, no one can"
love, mixed messages, curses and blesses
Like patience is a virtue, but I afraid to hurt you
Like smoke is silly, but crack sales is kingly
And the black man is god but if you try to the squad *pow*
My Charles got smoked by a bloke reppin' Ghostown
And I wish I known him
My granny said he on that saxophone
And he's why I love
It's how a man you never met can influence you
Like the music for which you could shape how you raise your children
crooked men with dope pens inspired how I make my living
Gang affiliation, how it a nation but
That's the hip hop I fell in with

That slow cook, that dry rub, marinate, let it sit
the hip hop I fell in love with
That's the hip hop I in love with
That slow cook, that nod, the neck brace, that stank face
the hip hop I fell in love with
That's the hip hop I fell in with

Yeah, b-boy, p-noid, me and qya
Roll into your like aché ate
Destroy, deploy, fresh low
Sho' nuff up like "don't play, José"
Take notes of this fire hydrant of
I the dopest emcees to stay bold, kid
Heavy-handed pen stroke, dope since Reaganomics
Trickle down and ruined my if I'm honest
Me - just a city boy, me no pity, boy
Stand up, man up, the only of the committee
On some over fences to edge of the LA River
And the syllables the city thought were silly
But we was all we had though, next to the vatos
Between Florence 13 and
This is how we 'em, hybrid hip-hop and hoodlum
True school 'em cause the one you in is failing ya
Backpack of books, no hooks, that's for radio
My favorite emcees play no stadiums
Outside the Palladium, battling the
Only audible audience in awe and awkwardness
Obvious we were too young but better rap guns
Master kickflips, I hold semi-automatic clips
They for me to get a blue rag dangling
my pocket, tangling with the wrong crowd
Stop it but that's the hip-hop I fell in love
That's the hip-hop I threw my dubs