Luyện nghe bài hát Soul in the Hole

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

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

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

This position isn't switchin', out a blind pass
Hindsight, my mind's right, time run through the
is my name, the game and my goal
3rd Bass settin' in the hole

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

Drip liquid, pick up a pill
Induce a hand over free form with skill
are spun, a crossover break slice
Sugar brother the says

on suicide to play post I slash
First step, I ya ass
Step to wayside, ain't no weak
I'm never givin', on the flip side

Grass to a mic like a hand 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 the hand's numb
A way of found, a rim stuck to a pole
An asphalt jungle, in the hole

Yo man, I got next! Next, you ain't got man
Yo go there in the corner with Michael Raines
And a couple of tokes of the pipes man
You know I'm sayin'?

Point is in effect, callin' for a 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 up, straight up for an uproar soarin'
Then you execute the score, then you fade
This fade has been
Gave the swift, you just got self-made

performance, the 3rd step upon this
Me and Pete, complete, like sex
Tip on the rim you and rehearse
Coachin' but you're slouchin', you be first

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

bounce off metal meets human flesh
Slum onside you got next
day evident, parks 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 into
Pop shit, get hit, the sewer becomes an ocean

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

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