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3RD BASS - Soul In The Hole Lyrics

[mc serch]Knowledge on the court, observin what is all aroundThe light goes up, my mic blows up, the silence is now soundHearin and fearin, the momentum of the stutter stepShook to the left, because the brother sleptCrept into his ego, so he caught a bad oneSwitched my next flip, he thought he had some gripBut my grip, is when my fingers curl around the micI know what it's like, a dog eat dog worldBut I'm a carnivore, out on the parquet floorWhether ballin, or callin out a sucker who is lookin forStatic, me grab it every chance I getOne on one I'll never run and shoot the high off the netThis position isn't switchin, pitchin out a blind passHindsight, my mind's right, time run through the hourglassSerch is my name, the game and my goal3rd bass settin soul in the holeYo man, why don't you give me the pole man? Why are you freezin me out? Yo man, cause you can't play, you ain't got no handleGot your socks up to your knees like michael raines[pete nice]Drip liquid, pick up a park pillEnduce a hand over freeform with this skillSpills are spun, a crossover break sliceSugar brother the pavement saysScheamin on suicide to play post I slashFirst step.. I shook ya assStep to wayside, ain't no weak sideBassline I'm never givin, on the flipsideGrass to a mic like a hand palm rubberRoll off a finger, you're gum, I rubbed yaSweep like a knickerbocker, the 3rd stops yaAnd after dark, I play the part of boot knockerTwenty-four seven, always out to get someSlap her on the concrete, bleed til the hand's numbA way of life found, a rim stuck to a poleAn asphault jungle, soul in the holeYo man, I got next!Next? you ain't got next manYo go over there in the corner, with michael rainesAnd take a couple of tokes of the pipes manYouknowhati'msayin? [serch]Point is in effect, callin for a play outLay out the plan, but your scammin for a way outFigure of speech, spoken wise for a drum, three on oneTchk! you know the outcome!Point up the joints up, straight up for an uproar soarinThen you execute the score, then you fade awayThis fade has been playedGave the gift swift, you just got self-madeExecute performance, the 3rd step upon thisMe and pete, complete, like sex enduranceTip on the rim you reverse and rehearseCoachin but you're slouchin, you can't be firstYou want the rock? but you don't got the handleI drop the french, cause serch grilled your mantleFace intense, you're sellin your soulJust for the action of soul in the hole[nice]Pavement bounce off metal meets human fleshSlum onside stagnate you got nextEach day evident, parks brothers throw downOne on one, it boils down to showdownSpins reverb, soothe he goes a rip slipBy his larceny, or petty theftSpectators move, lips into motionPop shit, get hit, the sewer then becomes an oceanWater runs, springs and I let it flySlide a weak side, into veinTry to terminate silk textures, of the fingertipsThree bases covered, as I dipDeeper into repoitoire, the minister an innovatorTake a sphere and a mic and I'll step laterUnder lamps of the serch, coldShootin lava in the soul in the hole
 

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