Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Plan

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

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

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

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

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

I use poetic psychiatric of tactics
Man, this rap shit got me seeing more than st. patrick's
The tight (tight player) with 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 with the stylish braids, my thing, sipping alize
You see me sinning with the and the women
You think I'm winning? shit, I'm barely
Forget those goals, we got higher tasks to try and
be fronting but I see through them clowns like fiberglass
I roll bomb squads, beyond hard, about making money, kid
Fuck chasing chickens in the
Word up, while you're clowning
I'm in the hills lounging, catching vibes off of will
Living the of a grown man
Me and dink, and roy ayers, we got the soul

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

(roy solos on the keys til fade)