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 is now sound
Hearin' and the momentum of the stutter step
to the left because the brother slept

Crept into his ego, so he a bad one
Switched my next flip, he thought he had grip
But my grip is when my fingers around the mic
I know it's like, a dog eat dog world

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

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

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

liquid, pick up a park pill
Induce a hand over free with this skill
Spills are spun, a break slice
Sugar brother the pavement

Schemin' on suicide to play post I
First step, I 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
Roll off a finger, you're gum, I ya
Sweep like a Knickerbocker, the 3rd ya
And after dark, I play the of boot knocker

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

Yo man, I got next! Next, you ain't got man
Yo go over there in the corner Michael Raines
And take a of tokes of the pipes man
You know what I'm

is in effect, callin' for a play out
Lay out the but your scammin' for a way out
Figure of speech, wise for a drum, three on one
You the outcome

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

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

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

Pavement bounce off metal meets human
Slum onside stagnate you got
Each day evident, brothers throw down
One on one, it down to showdown

Spins reverb, he goes a rip slip
By his larceny or petty
Spectators move, lips motion
Pop shit, get hit, the sewer becomes an ocean

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

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