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

Yeah, I to not write diss tracks
from the vision, reversing syntax
Win that, a brother battling in Keytown
He a war don't make a king
what you do with the crown
The ground crumbles at the of the humble
But if you dope, you dope, just the pride way low
That's the I fell in love with
That's the hip-hop I my dubs with
Round robin a mic
Six east of Compton
Trying not to be the old always screaming old-school
Hating on the new dudes, I could school fools
of leveraging veteran status for they betterment
Ligaments been itching them kids coming to get me
When you finally pinnacle, it's hard to not be cynical
But slow down, 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 with
That's the hip hop I in love with
That low flame marinate, the dry rub, let it sit
That's the hip hop I fell in with
That's the hip hop I in love with

On boom-bap dad back when my neighbor's dad
Ran his through they living room
And they set the crib on fire "if I can't 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 smoked by a bloke Ghostown
And I I coulda known him
My said he cold on that saxophone
And he's why I music
It's how a man you never met can influence you
Like the music for which you could shape how you raise your children
Like crooked men with dope inspired how I make my living
affiliation, how it fascinated 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 fell in love
That's the hip hop I in love with
That slow cook, that head nod, the neck brace, that face
That's the hip hop I fell in with
the hip hop I fell in love with

Yeah, b-boy, p-noid, me and qya
Roll into your show like ate
Destroy, deploy, eclectic low
Sho' nuff up like "don't play, José"
notes of this fire hydrant of wokeness
I inspire the 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
Stand up, man up, the rules 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 to the vatos
Between 13 and dieciocho
This is how we grew 'em, hybrid hip-hop and
True school 'em the one you enrolled in is failing ya
Backpack of rhyme books, no hooks, that's for
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 hold semi-automatic clips
They for me to get a blue rag dangling
From my pocket, tangling with the wrong
Stop it but that's the hip-hop I fell in with
the hip-hop I threw my dubs with