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

Crept into his ego, so he a bad one
my next flip, he thought he had some grip
But my grip, is when my fingers around the mic
I know what like, a dog eat dog world

But I'm a carnivore, out on the parquet
Whether ballin', or callin' out a 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 switchin', pitchin' out a blind pass
Hindsight, my mind's right, run through the hourglass
Search is my name, the and my goal
3rd Bass settin' soul in the

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

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

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

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

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

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

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!

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

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

You want the rock? But you don't got the
I drop the French, Serch grilled your mantle
Face intense, you're sellin' soul
Just for the action of soul in the

Pavement bounce off metal human flesh
Slum onside stagnate you got
Each day evident, brothers throw down
One on one, it down to showdown

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

runs, springs and I let it fly
Slide a side, into vein
Try to terminate textures, of the fingertips
Three covered, as I dip

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