Luyện nghe bài hát Soul in the Soul

Knowledge on the court, observin' is all around
The light goes up, my mic up, the silence is now sound
Hearin' and fearin', the momentum of the stutter
Shook to the left, the brother 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 what it's like, a dog eat dog world

But I'm a carnivore, out on the floor
ballin', or callin' out a sucker who is lookin' for
Static, me it every chance I get
One on one I'll never run and shoot the 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 game and my
3rd Bass soul in the hole

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

Drip liquid, up a park pill
Enduce a hand over free with this skill
are spun, a crossover break slice
Sugar brother the pavement

Scheamin' on to play post I slash
First step.. I ya ass
Step to wayside, no weak side
Bassline I'm givin', on the flipside

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

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

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

Point is in effect, for a play out
Lay out the plan, but your for a way out
of speech, spoken wise for a drum, three on one
Tchk! You the outcome!

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

Execute performance, the 3rd step 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, sellin' your soul
Just for the action of soul in the

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

Spins reverb, he goes a rip slip
By his larceny, or theft
Spectators move, into motion
Pop shit, get hit, the then becomes an ocean

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

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