Luyện nghe bài hát Soul in the Soul

Knowledge on the court, observin' what is all
The light up, my mic blows up, the silence is now sound
Hearin' and fearin', the momentum of the step
Shook to the left, because the 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 fingers curl the mic
I know what it's like, a dog eat dog

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

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

Yo man, why you give me the pole man?
Why are you me out?
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
Enduce a hand over free form with skill
are spun, a crossover break slice
Sugar the pavement says

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

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

Twenty-four seven, out to get some
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!
Next? You ain't got man
You go over in the corner, with Michael Raines
And take a of tokes of the pipes man
You know I'm sayin'?

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

Point up the joints up, straight up for an soarin'
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 this
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 drop the French, Serch grilled your mantle
Face intense, you're sellin' soul
for the action of soul in the hole

Pavement bounce off metal meets flesh
Slum onside 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
Spectators move, lips into
Pop shit, get hit, the sewer then an ocean

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

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