Luyện nghe bài hát Soul in the Soul

Knowledge on the court, what is all around
The light goes up, my mic blows up, the silence is now
Hearin' and fearin', the of the stutter step
Shook to the left, because the slept

into his ego, so he caught a bad one
Switched my next flip, he thought he had some
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 it every chance I get
One on one I'll never run and the high off the net

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

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

liquid, pick up a park pill
Enduce a hand over free form with skill
Spills are spun, a crossover slice
Sugar brother the says

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

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

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

Yo man, I got next!
Next? You ain't got man
You go there in the corner, with Michael Raines
And take a couple of tokes of the 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, wise for a drum, three on one
Tchk! You the outcome!

Point up the joints up, up for an uproar soarin'
Then you the score, then you fade away
fade has been played
Gave the gift swift, you just got

Execute performance, the 3rd step this
Me and Pete, complete, sex endurance
Tip on the rim you and rehearse
Coachin' but you're slouchin', you can't be

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

Pavement bounce off meets human flesh
Slum stagnate 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
Spectators move, into motion
Pop shit, get hit, the sewer then an ocean

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

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