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 plans
My stay powdered up, I'm so drunk, can't stand
You said if I would sober up, I'd be a man
Turned out the street life, you I wouldn't
But every in the world can't save our children
I out late, you heard shots, thought it would be
Your older son on the ground dead, but
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
Nasir was at war
And did I care what you saw
Crew deep with a few heat, now it's time we the score

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

Rip the FREEWAY, shoot MEMPHIS with money bags
Stop in Philly, order steaks and eat BEANS fast
And bring it back up top, remove the fake of New York
You show off, I count off 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 you phony, the rapping version of SISQO
And that's for certain, you me, your wack clothes line
I'd rather Sean John, bore me with your fake rhymes
And those times, they took place, you liar
was your first court case, you had no priors
You master fabricated of streets and sound slick
Have you surrounded, you and the you down with

they riding NAS, trying 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 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