Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Plan

God bless the child 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)

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

God bless the child that can his own
Against the man with the 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 you're from, I the whole planet
Not the sort lagging (sort lagging) fought bragging (fought bragging)
The way I make moves and mess up whole thought pattern
Opponents I check 'em, got out the rectum
Display many styles colors in a spectrum
You can't escape the
Niggas is so wack, even reading braille ain't feeling you (right)
I fell off? come on, it
It's the sharp
Type of nigga not having it
On some new shit, some extra shit
The to lounge in the crib all day
Peeping pay-per-view
Word, it's bugged, hops, I love
When I come to town, I'm under survailance like spots
'96, from the rear quick
I'm on some ol' "hit the & disappear" shit

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

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

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

(roy solos on the keys til fade)