Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Plan

God bless the child can hold his own
the man with the plan who got the whole spot sewn
The type that's to set the tone
Just the microphone, I have the whole spot blown (repeat 2x)

Check it, it's the player to
My patterns are deep like canyons
A tough companion that won't adandon
my steelo, lyrics conquer the street like nino
Lay incognito, life's a gamble like ceelo
That's what we know, forget they know, or say yo
I gotta do my thing, I can't be hanging like a halo
to hustle, or get caught up in the shuffle
Use brains over muscle, I'm seeing chips than ruffles

God bless the child can hold his own
the man with the plan who got the whole spot sewn
The that's known to set the tone
Just pass the microphone, I the whole spot blown (repeat 2x)

I'm gigantic, coming hard like
Forget where from, I represent the whole planet
Not the sort (sort lagging) never fought bragging (fought bragging)
The way I make moves and up your whole thought pattern
Opponents I 'em, got skills out the rectum
Display many styles like in a spectrum
You can't the inconcealable
is so wack, even people reading braille ain't feeling you (right)
I fell off? come on, it
It's the sharp
Type of nigga that's not it
On some new shit, some extra cool
The type to in the crib all day
pay-per-view shit
Word, it's bugged, hops, I props
When I come to town, I'm under survailance like drug
'96, coming from the quick
I'm on ol' "hit the lotto & disappear" shit

God bless the that can hold his own
Against the man the plan who got the whole spot sewn
The type that's known to set the
Just the microphone, I have the whole spot blown (repeat 2x)

I use poetic psychiatric of tactics
Man, this rap shit got me seeing more green st. patrick's
The tight player (tight player) the right flavor (right flavor)
That comes off like a saver and slides like an ice skater
Catch me shining from a away
The kid the stylish braids, doing my thing, sipping alize
You see me with the money and the women
You think I'm winning? shit, I'm living
those goals, we got higher tasks to try and pass
Brothers be fronting but I see them clowns like fiberglass
I roll with bomb squads, beyond hard, making money, kid
Fuck chasing in the barnyard
up, while you're still clowning
I'm in the hills lounging, vibes off of will downing
Living the life of a man
Me and dink, and roy ayers, we got the plan

God bless the child that can his own
Against the man with the plan who got the whole sewn
The type known to set the tone
Just pass the microphone, I the whole spot blown (repeat 2x)

(roy ayers on the keys til fade)