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

Ma, I'm sorry who the I AM, I can't trust my fans
Out of luck, no constructive
My friends stay up, I'm so drunk, can't stand
You said if I sober up, I'd be a powerful man
out the street life, you prayed I wouldn't
But every church in the world can't save our
I out late, you heard shots, thought it would be
Your older son on the 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 door
Little was at war
And did I care what you saw
Crew deep with a few heat, now time we settle the score

But in the projects, I Muhammad, in linen garments
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 Black Christ, elegant
Clothes fit me like a crime boss, the man
I see the world collapsing, young
Young girls are and in their Sasoon jeans, no prophylactic
All this s*** and fly jewelry, now makes my eyes teary
N Y City, grab a hold and ride me

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

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