Luyện nghe bài hát Air Hoodlum

Yo, Chuck, you at, G?
I he went upstairs, y'know
A very furious of noise
What Enemy producer Hank Shocklee calls
'Music's worst

{Hey, he's a good

Air
the elevation
Air
the elevation

{ Player, can leap, with the best of them}

up in the 'Velt, Strong Island, New York
The hood, in you did not know my base
There was a ballplayer who had all the
Wit the to pay the piper, plus all the bills

his first name, Mack the awesome game
Practiced in the heat, in the or in pain
Mick so quick, at six six
Down to be picked by anyone but the

Oh, what a could score from the floor
With people bangin' on him or hangin' on him
But what he did best, above all the was

{A player that can leap, with the of them
{As a high phenom, the Skywalker himself
I felt he could do to make this an effective team}

nine an' ten, Mickey Mack was all that
But in class, his ass sat way in the
How I 'Cause I know, I used to flow wit the bro
He didn't mind I used to read him his own

'Cause he not read 'em, his school wouldn't need 'em
If the lines wouldn'ta like this
Mack jumped over the candlestick
His stack was his stats but his D was still
eleven an' twelve, he found the wrong clientle an' all
Durin' class, he would dribble in the

But never got in trouble in school, but the was
It was cool if your brain was another bubble
As long as he could score
Get rebounds, fuckin' around

Teams to him, he went right through 'em
Division, county, state, that's three, 'em
Championships for a small bro
bound to go pro

{He gets free, on the jumper, good
Streak of when he breaks loose
We all felt in our we could win this ballgame
They required me to have the game that I did}

{I'm just, all I, that's all I, that's all I can say
That's all I can say, he hauled fifteen rebounds
And kept the ball away from
Then he had a triple double, a player}

SATs didn't matter he was all that
You know, the pat on the
He was always in the news, you know what it means
It means an' I'm tellin' you

I saw cars an' Gs come to our school,
Approach hell the principal, where's the coach?
Went to four years wit a scholarship
An' won the

But when it came to his life, he didn't
'Cause he it to the air

{Cross and a hook, he scores, he's
From the far corner, breaks West and the jumper, good
There's the jumper, it's not gonna go, rebound back)

The began when Mickey Mack fell
Hell, ripped his knee, last by personnel
Oh, how he the game, it was fantastic
Until he was cut an' couldn't

Times got tighter an'
he had an attitude, was rude, so he turned a fighter
School give him the job that he needed
to the assistant coach, they didn't need it

Then he to a stick up kid
an' gat but this game he wasn't good at
An' the drugs on the
Police his ride, another homicide

He was over, ghost,
Hometown but now a zero
To those hypocrites who ripped him
For his skills without the will to his mind

Forever in the news the community him
as Air Hoodlum

{I understand it, the kid coulda been another Jordan}