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

Ma, I'm sorry who the f*** I AM, I trust my fans
Out of luck, no constructive
My friends stay up, I'm so drunk, can't stand
You if I would sober up, I'd be a powerful man
Turned out the street life, you prayed I
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 had some other names on it, the brother was blind
I hit the el, we yell out, "It wasn't my time!"
I loaded up shells, one by one, you bl**** from my room door
Nasir was at war
And little did I what you saw
Crew deep a few heat, now it's time we settle the score

But in the projects, I visit Muhammad, in linen
Man, Woman, and Child, the living Prophet
And I'm similar, Nasir Bin Ra
Visqu Allah, fist full of dollars in the game God
The Ice King, God, the Christ, elegant stance
Clothes fit me like a crime boss, the man
I see the world collapsing, pregnancies
girls are fast and in their Sasoon jeans, no prophylactic
All fast 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, order steaks and eat BEANS fast
And it back up top, remove the fake king of New York
You show off, I count off when you my voice
I rule you, before, you used to rap the FU-SHNICKENS
NAS your BLUEPRINT, who you kidding?
Is he H TO THE IZZO, M TO THE
For shizzle you phony, the version of SISQO
And that's for certain, you clone me, your clothes line
I'd rather Sean John, bore me with your fake rhymes
And those times, they took place, you liar
Hung was your first case, you had no priors
You master fabricated stories of streets and slick
Have you surrounded, you and the faggot you with

While they riding NAS, to boost their careers
Corny as CORMEGA, all you queers
ILLMATIC, IT WAS WRITTEN: I AM...NASTRADAMUS
That's the answers to the puzzle I gave you, now here's a
My next few albums, of projects,
be a difficult test inside the cover for the mind's optics