Luyện nghe bài hát Soul in the Hole

Knowledge on the court, observin' is all around
The goes up, my mic blows up, the silence is now sound
and fearin' the momentum of the stutter step
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 curl around the mic
I know what it's like, a dog eat dog

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

This isn't switchin', pitchin' out a blind pass
Hindsight, my mind's right, 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 freezin' me
Yo man, 'cause you can't play, you ain't got no
Got your socks up to your knees like Raines

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

Schemin' on suicide to play 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 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 part of knocker

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

Yo man, I got next! Next, you got next man
Yo go over in the corner with Michael Raines
And take a couple of of the pipes man
You what I'm sayin'?

is in effect, callin' 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 joints up, straight up for an uproar
Then you execute the score, then you fade
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
but you're slouchin', you can't be first

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

Pavement bounce off meets human flesh
Slum onside you got next
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
move, lips into motion
Pop shit, get hit, the then becomes an ocean

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

Deeper into repertoire, the Minister an
Take a sphere and a mic and I'll step
Under lamps of the Serch,
Shootin' lava in the soul in the