Luyện nghe bài hát Soul in the Hole

Knowledge on the court, observin' 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 left the brother slept

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

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

This position switchin', pitchin' out a blind pass
Hindsight, my mind's right, run through the hourglass
is my name, the game and my goal
3rd Bass soul in the hole

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

liquid, pick up a park pill
Induce a over free form with this skill
Spills are spun, a crossover slice
Sugar brother the says

Schemin' on to play post I slash
First step, I ya ass
to wayside, ain't no weak side
Baseline I'm givin', on the flip side

to a mic like a hand palm rubber
Roll off a finger, gum, I rubbed 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 numb
A way of life found, a rim 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 a couple of tokes of the pipes man
You know I'm sayin'?

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

Point up the joints up, straight up for an soarin'
you execute the score, then you fade away
This fade has 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 and rehearse
Coachin' but slouchin', you can't be first

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

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

Spins reverb, soothe he goes a rip
By his or petty theft
Spectators move, lips into
Pop shit, get hit, the sewer then becomes an

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 I'll step
lamps of the Serch, cold
Shootin' lava in the in the hole