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

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

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 in love with

On boom-bap dad back when my neighbor's dad
Ran his truck through they room
And they set the crib on fire like "if I have you, no one can"
Tainted love, mixed messages, curses and
Like is a virtue, but I ain't afraid to hurt you
Like crack smoke is silly, but crack sales is
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 I coulda known him
My granny said he on that saxophone
And why I love music
It's crazy how a man you never met can you
Like the music for which you listen shape how you raise your children
Like crooked men with 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, that dry rub, marinate, let it sit
That's the hip hop I fell in with
That's the hip hop I in love with
slow cook, that head nod, the neck brace, that stank face
That's the hip hop I fell in love
the hip hop I fell in love with

Yeah, b-boy, p-noid, me and qya
Roll into your show aché ate
Destroy, deploy, fresh low
Sho' nuff showed up "don't play, José"
Take notes of this fire hydrant of
I inspire the dopest emcees to bold, kid
Heavy-handed pen stroke, been since Reaganomics
Trickle and ruined my hometown if I'm honest
Me - just a boy, show me no pity, boy
Stand up, man up, the only of the committee
On some over fences to edge of the LA River
And scribble the the city thought were silly
But we was all we had though, next door to the
Between 13 and dieciocho
This is how we grew 'em, hip-hop and hoodlum
True 'em cause the one you enrolled in is failing ya
Backpack of rhyme books, no hooks, for radio
My favorite emcees don't no stadiums
Outside the Palladium, the openers
audible audience stood in awe and awkwardness
Obvious we were too but better rap than guns
Master kickflips, I don't hold semi-automatic
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 in love with
That's the I threw my dubs with