Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Cook

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

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

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
the hip hop I fell in love with
That's the hip hop I fell in with

On that dad back when my neighbor's dad
Ran his truck through they living
And they set the crib on fire "if I can't have you, no one can"
Tainted love, mixed messages, and blesses
patience is a virtue, but I ain't afraid to hurt you
Like crack is silly, but crack sales is kingly
And the man is god but if you try to touch the squad *pow*
My uncle Charles got smoked by a reppin' Ghostown
And I wish I known him
My said he cold on that saxophone
And why I love music
It's 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 dope pens inspired how I make my living
Gang affiliation, how it fascinated a 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 fell in with
That slow cook, that head nod, the neck brace, 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
Roll into show like aché ate
Destroy, deploy, fresh low
Sho' nuff up like "don't play, José"
Take of this fire hydrant of wokeness
I inspire the dopest to stay bold, kid
Heavy-handed pen stroke, been since Reaganomics
Trickle down and my hometown if I'm honest
Me - a city boy, show me no pity, boy
Stand up, man up, the only of the committee
On climbing over fences to edge of the LA River
And the syllables the city thought were silly
But we was all we had though, door to the vatos
Between 13 and dieciocho
is how we grew 'em, hybrid hip-hop and hoodlum
True school 'em the one you enrolled in is failing ya
Backpack of books, no hooks, that's for radio
My favorite emcees don't play no
Outside the Palladium, battling the
Only audience stood in awe and awkwardness
Obvious we were too young but better rap than
Master kickflips, I don't hold semi-automatic
haggling for me to get a blue rag dangling
From my pocket, with the wrong crowd
Stop it but that's the hip-hop I in love with
the hip-hop I threw my dubs with