Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Cook

Slow cook, dry rub, flame, let it sit
That's the hip hop I fell in love
That's the hip hop I fell in with
That's the hip hop I in love with

Yeah, I fight to not diss tracks
Distracts the vision, reversing syntax
Win that, a brother battling in Keytown
He a war don't make a king
It's what you do with the
The ground crumbles at the feet of the
But if you dope, you dope, just keep the way low
That's the hip-hop I in love with
That's the I throw my dubs with
Round a mic stomping
Six east of Compton
Trying not to be the old dude screaming old-school
Hating on the new dudes, knowing I could school
Instead of leveraging veteran status for they
been itching like them kids coming to get me
When you finally reach pinnacle, it's hard to not be
But slow down, enjoy the
Many are called, few
That's the hip hop I fell in love

Slow cook, dry rub, flame, let it sit
That's the hip hop I in love with
That's the hip hop I fell in with
low flame marinate, the dry rub, gotta let it sit
That's the hip hop I fell in love
That's the hip hop I fell in love

On that boom-bap dad back my neighbor's dad
Ran his through they living room
And they set the crib on fire "if I can't have you, no one can"
Tainted love, mixed messages, curses and
Like patience is a virtue, but I afraid to hurt you
Like crack smoke is silly, but crack is kingly
And the black man is god but if you try to touch the *pow*
My uncle Charles got smoked by a reppin' Ghostown
And I wish I known him
My granny he cold on that saxophone
And he's why I music
It's how a man you never met can influence you
Like the music for which you listen could how you raise your children
Like crooked men with dope pens inspired how I make my
affiliation, how it fascinated a nation but
That's the hip hop I fell in love

That slow cook, dry rub, marinate, gotta let it sit
That's the hip hop I fell in love
That's the hip hop I fell in love
That slow cook, that nod, the neck brace, that stank face
the hip hop I fell in love with
That's the hip hop I fell in with

Yeah, b-boy, p-noid, me and qya
Roll into your like aché ate
Destroy, deploy, eclectic low
Sho' showed up like "don't play, José"
Take of this fire hydrant of wokeness
I inspire the emcees to stay bold, kid
Heavy-handed pen stroke, dope since Reaganomics
Trickle and ruined my hometown if I'm honest
Me - a city boy, show me no pity, boy
up, man up, the only rules of the committee
On some climbing over fences to edge of the LA
And scribble the the city thought were silly
But we was all we had though, door to the vatos
Florence 13 and dieciocho
This is how we grew 'em, hip-hop and hoodlum
True school 'em cause the one you enrolled in is ya
of rhyme books, no hooks, that's for radio
My favorite emcees don't no stadiums
Outside the Palladium, the openers
Only audible audience stood in awe and
Obvious we were too but better rap than guns
Master kickflips, I don't semi-automatic clips
They haggling for me to get a rag dangling
my pocket, tangling with the wrong crowd
Stop it but that's the I fell in love with
That's the hip-hop I my dubs with