Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Cook

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

Yeah, I fight to not diss tracks
from the vision, reversing syntax
Win that, a brother battling in Keytown
He said a war make a king
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 fell in love
That's the hip-hop I throw my dubs
Round a mic stomping
Six east of Compton
Trying not to be the old dude always screaming
on the new dudes, knowing I could school fools
Instead of leveraging veteran status for betterment
Ligaments been itching like kids coming to get me
When you finally pinnacle, it's hard to not be cynical
But slow down, enjoy the
Many are called, few
That's the hip hop I fell in with

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

On that boom-bap dad back my neighbor's dad
Ran his truck they living room
And they set the crib on fire like "if I have you, no one can"
Tainted love, messages, curses and blesses
Like patience is a virtue, but I afraid to hurt you
Like crack smoke is silly, but sales is kingly
And the black man is god but if you try to touch the *pow*
My uncle Charles got by a bloke reppin' Ghostown
And I wish I known him
My granny said he cold on saxophone
And he's why I love
It's crazy how a man you met can influence you
Like the music for which you listen shape how you raise your children
Like crooked men dope pens inspired how I make my living
Gang affiliation, how it fascinated a but
the hip hop I fell in love with

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

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