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 powdered up, I'm so drunk, can't
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 stayed out late, you heard shots, thought it be
Your son on the ground 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 smelled from my room 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 Muhammad, in linen garments
Preaching Man, Woman, and Child, the Prophet
And I'm similar, Bin Aluda Ra
Visqu Allah, fist full of dollars in the dice God
The Ice King, God, the Black Christ, stance
Clothes fit me a crime boss, the menacing man
I see the world collapsing, pregnancies
Young girls are fast and in their Sasoon jeans, no
All this fast s*** and fly jewelry, now my eyes teary
N Y City, a hold and ride with me

Rip the FREEWAY, shoot through MEMPHIS money bags
Stop in Philly, order steaks and eat BEANS fast
And bring it up top, remove the fake king of New York
You show off, I off when you sample my voice
I rule you, before, you used to rap like the
NAS your BLUEPRINT, who you kidding?
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 John, bore me with your fake coke 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
you surrounded, you and the faggot you down 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 a promise
My few albums, instead of projects,
They'll be a difficult test inside the for the mind's optics