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 is now sound
and fearin', the momentum of the stutter step
Shook to the left, because the brother

into his ego, so he caught a bad one
Switched my next flip, he he had some grip
But my grip, is when my fingers around the mic
I know 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 grab it chance I get
One on one I'll run and shoot the high off the net

This position isn't switchin', pitchin' out a blind
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 give me the pole
Why are you me out?
Yo man, 'cause you can't play, you got no handle
Got your socks up to your like Michael Raines

Drip liquid, pick up a park
Enduce a over free form with this skill
Spills are spun, a crossover break
Sugar brother the says

on suicide to play post I slash
First step.. I ya ass
Step to wayside, no weak side
I'm never givin', on the flipside

Grass to a mic a hand palm rubber
off a finger, you're gum, I rubbed ya
Sweep a Knickerbocker, the 3rd stops ya
And after dark, I play the part of knocker

Twenty-four seven, always out to get
Slap her on the concrete, bleed til the hand's
A way of found, a rim stuck to a pole
An jungle, soul in the hole

Yo man, I got next!
You ain't got next man
You go over there in the corner, Michael Raines
And take a couple of 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 joints up, up for an uproar soarin'
Then you execute the score, then you fade
fade has been played
Gave the gift swift, you just got

performance, the 3rd step upon this
Me and Pete, complete, sex endurance
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, Serch grilled your mantle
intense, you're sellin' your soul
Just for the action of soul in the

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

Spins reverb, soothe he a rip slip
By his larceny, or petty
move, lips into motion
Pop shit, get hit, the then becomes an ocean

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

Deeper into repoitoire, the an innovator
a sphere and a mic and I'll step later
Under lamps of the Serch,
Shootin' in the soul in the hole