Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Cook

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

Yeah, I to not write diss tracks
Distracts from the vision, syntax
Win that, found a brother in Keytown
He said a war don't make a
It's what you do with the
The ground crumbles at the of the humble
But if you dope, you dope, just keep the way low
That's the hip-hop I in love with
the hip-hop I throw my dubs with
Round a mic stomping
Six east of Compton
Trying not to be the old dude screaming old-school
Hating on the new dudes, knowing I could fools
Instead of leveraging veteran status for they
Ligaments been itching like kids coming to get me
When you finally reach pinnacle, it's to not be cynical
But down, enjoy the view
are called, chosen few
That's the hip hop I in love with

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

On that boom-bap dad back 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"
Tainted love, mixed messages, curses and
Like patience is a virtue, but I ain't to hurt you
Like smoke is silly, but crack sales is kingly
And the black man is god but if you try to touch the *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
crazy how a man you never met can influence you
Like the music for you listen could shape how you raise your children
Like crooked men with dope pens how I make my living
Gang affiliation, how it a nation but
That's the hip hop I in love with

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

Yeah, b-boy, p-noid, me and qya
into your show like aché ate
Destroy, deploy, eclectic low
Sho' nuff up like "don't play, José"
Take notes of fire hydrant of wokeness
I the dopest emcees to stay bold, kid
Heavy-handed pen stroke, been dope since
down and ruined my hometown if I'm honest
Me - just a boy, show me no pity, boy
up, man up, the only rules of the committee
On some climbing over to edge of the LA River
And scribble the syllables the city were silly
But we was all we had though, next door to the
Between Florence 13 and
This is how we grew 'em, hybrid hip-hop and
True school 'em cause the one you enrolled in is ya
of rhyme books, no hooks, that's for radio
My favorite don't play no stadiums
Outside the Palladium, the openers
Only audible audience in awe and awkwardness
Obvious we were too young but rap than guns
kickflips, I don't hold semi-automatic clips
They haggling for me to get a blue rag
From my pocket, with the wrong crowd
Stop it but that's the hip-hop I fell in with
the hip-hop I threw my dubs with