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 plans
My friends stay powdered up, I'm so drunk, can't
You said if I sober up, I'd be a powerful man
Turned out the street life, you prayed I
But every church in the can't save our children
I stayed out late, you shots, thought it would be
older son on the ground dead, but fortunately
The bullets had some other on it, the brother was blind
I hit the el, than we yell out, "It my time!"
I loaded up shells, one by one, you smelled bl**** from my door
Little was at war
And little did I care you saw
Crew with 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 Black Christ, elegant
fit me like a crime boss, the menacing man
I see the collapsing, young pregnancies
girls are fast and in their Sasoon jeans, no prophylactic
All this fast and fly jewelry, now makes my eyes teary
N Y City, grab a and ride with me

Rip the FREEWAY, shoot through MEMPHIS with bags
Stop in Philly, cheese steaks and eat BEANS fast
And bring it back up top, the fake king of New York
You show off, I off when you sample my voice
I rule you, before, you used to rap the FU-SHNICKENS
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 wack line
I'd rather Sean John, bore me with your coke rhymes
And those times, they never took place, you
Hung was first court case, you had no priors
You master stories of streets and sound slick
Have you surrounded, you and the faggot you with

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