Luyện nghe bài hát Soul in the Hole

Knowledge on the court, what is all around
The light goes up, my mic blows up, the silence is now
Hearin' and fearin' the momentum of the stutter
Shook to the because the brother slept

into his ego, so he caught a bad one
Switched my flip, he thought he had some grip
But my grip is when my fingers curl the mic
I know what like, a dog eat dog world

But I'm a carnivore out on the floor
Whether or callin' out a sucker who is lookin' for
Static, me it every chance I get
One on one I'll never run and the high off the net

position isn't switchin', pitchin' out a blind pass
Hindsight, my right, time run through the hourglass
Serch is my name, the and my goal
3rd Bass soul in the hole

Yo man, why don't you give me the pole
Why are you me out?
Yo man, 'cause you can't play, you got no handle
Got your socks up to your knees Michael Raines

Drip liquid, pick up a pill
Induce a hand over free with this skill
Spills are spun, a crossover slice
Sugar the pavement says

Schemin' on to play post I slash
step, I shook ya ass
Step to wayside, ain't no side
Baseline I'm never givin', on the side

Grass to a mic a hand palm rubber
off a finger, you're gum, I rubbed ya
Sweep a Knickerbocker, the 3rd stops ya
And after dark, I play the part of boot

seven, always out to get some
Slap her on the concrete, bleed the hand's numb
A way of found, a rim stuck to a pole
An asphalt jungle, soul in the

Yo man, I got next! Next, you got next man
Yo go over there in the with Michael Raines
And take a of tokes of the pipes man
You know what I'm

Point is in effect, for a play out
Lay out the plan but scammin' for a way out
Figure of speech, spoken for a drum, three on one
You the outcome

Point up the up, straight up for an uproar soarin'
Then you execute the score, you fade away
This has been played
the gift swift, you just got self-made

Execute performance, the 3rd step upon
Me and Pete, complete, like sex
Tip on the rim you reverse and
Coachin' but you're slouchin', you can't be

You want the rock? But you don't got the
I drop the French, 'cause Serch your mantle
Face intense, you're sellin' soul
Just for the action of in the hole

Pavement off metal meets human flesh
Slum stagnate you got next
Each day evident, parks brothers down
One on one, it boils to showdown

reverb, soothe he goes a rip slip
By his or petty theft
Spectators move, into motion
Pop shit, get hit, the sewer then an ocean

runs, springs and I let it fly
Slide a weak side, into
Try to terminate textures of the fingertips
bases covered, as I dip

Deeper into repertoire, the Minister an
Take a sphere and a mic and step later
lamps of the Serch, cold
Shootin' in the soul in the hole