Luyện nghe bài hát Soul in the Hole

Knowledge on the court, observin' what is all
The light up, my mic blows up, the silence is now sound
Hearin' and fearin' the momentum of the step
to the left because the brother slept

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

But I'm a out on the parquet floor
Whether ballin' or callin' out a sucker who is for
Static, me grab it every I get
One on one I'll never run and shoot the off the net

This position isn't switchin', pitchin' out a 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 me the pole man?
Why are you me out?
Yo man, 'cause you can't play, you got no handle
Got your socks up to your like Michael Raines

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

Schemin' on suicide to play I slash
First step, I ya ass
Step to wayside, no weak side
Baseline I'm never givin', on the flip

Grass to a mic a hand palm rubber
Roll off a finger, you're gum, I ya
like 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 till the hand's
A way of life found, a rim to a pole
An jungle, soul in the hole

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

Point is in effect, callin' for a out
Lay out the plan but your for a way out
Figure of speech, spoken wise for a drum, on one
You know the

Point up the joints up, straight up for an 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 upon this
Me and Pete, complete, sex endurance
Tip on the rim you and rehearse
but you're slouchin', you can't be first

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

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

Spins reverb, soothe he a rip slip
By his larceny or theft
Spectators move, lips into
Pop shit, get hit, the sewer then an ocean

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

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