Luyện nghe bài hát H to the O-M-O Freestyle

Ma, I'm who the f*** I AM, I can't trust my fans
Out of luck, no plans
My friends powdered up, I'm so drunk, can't stand
You said if I would sober up, I'd be a man
Turned out the life, you prayed I wouldn't
But every church in the world can't our children
I out late, you heard shots, thought it would be
Your son on the ground dead, but fortunately
The bullets had some other names on it, the was blind
I hit the el, we yell out, "It wasn't my time!"
I loaded up shells, one by one, you smelled bl**** from my room
Nasir was at war
And little did I care you saw
Crew deep with a few heat, now it's time we settle the

But in the projects, I visit Muhammad, in linen
Preaching Man, Woman, and Child, the living
And I'm similar, Bin Aluda Ra
Visqu Allah, fist full of dollars in the game God
The Ice King, God, the Christ, elegant stance
Clothes fit me a crime boss, the menacing man
I see the world collapsing, young
girls are fast and in their Sasoon jeans, no prophylactic
All this fast s*** and fly jewelry, now my eyes teary
N Y City, grab a and ride with me

Rip the FREEWAY, shoot through with money bags
Stop in Philly, order cheese steaks and eat BEANS
And bring it back up top, remove the fake of New York
You show off, I count off when you sample my
I rule you, before, you to rap like the FU-SHNICKENS
NAS designed your BLUEPRINT, who you
Is he H TO THE IZZO, M TO THE
For you phony, the rapping version of SISQO
And that's for certain, you clone me, your wack clothes
I'd rather Sean John, bore me with your coke rhymes
And those times, they never took place, you
was your first court case, you had no priors
You master fabricated stories of streets and sound
Have you surrounded, you and the faggot you with

While they NAS, trying to boost their careers
Corny as CORMEGA, all you Hip-Hop
ILLMATIC, IT WAS WRITTEN: I AM...NASTRADAMUS
That's the answers to the puzzle I gave you, now a promise
My few albums, instead of projects,
They'll be a difficult test inside the for the mind's optics