Luyện nghe bài hát Soul in the Soul

Knowledge on the court, observin' what is all
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 thought he had some
But my grip, is when my fingers curl the mic
I what it's like, a dog eat dog world

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

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

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

Drip liquid, up a park pill
Enduce a hand over free form with this
Spills are spun, a break slice
Sugar brother the says

Scheamin' on suicide to play post I
First step.. I ya ass
Step to wayside, ain't no weak
I'm never givin', on the flipside

Grass to a mic like a hand rubber
Roll off a finger, gum, I rubbed ya
like a Knickerbocker, the 3rd stops ya
And after dark, I play the part of knocker

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

Yo man, I got next!
You ain't got next man
You go over there in the corner, 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 wise for a drum, on one
Tchk! You the outcome!

Point up the joints up, straight up for an uproar
you execute the score, then you fade away
This has been played
Gave the gift swift, you got self-made

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

You want the rock? But you got the handle
I the French, cause Serch grilled your mantle
intense, you're sellin' your soul
Just for the action of soul in the

Pavement bounce off metal human flesh
Slum onside you got next
Each day evident, parks brothers down
One on one, it boils down to

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

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

Deeper repoitoire, the Minister an innovator
Take a and a mic and I'll step later
lamps of the Serch, cold
Shootin' lava in the in the hole