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

Ma, I'm sorry who the f*** I AM, I can't my fans
Out of luck, no plans
My friends powdered up, I'm so drunk, can't stand
You if I would 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 our children
I stayed out late, you heard shots, it would be
Your son on the ground dead, but fortunately
The bullets had some other names on it, the brother was
I hit the el, than we yell out, "It my time!"
I loaded up shells, one by one, you smelled bl**** my room door
Nasir was at war
And little did I care you saw
Crew deep a few heat, now it's time we settle the score

But in the projects, I visit Muhammad, in linen
Preaching Man, Woman, and Child, the 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
Clothes fit me like a boss, the menacing man
I see the world collapsing, young
Young girls are fast and in their jeans, no prophylactic
All this fast s*** and fly jewelry, now makes my eyes
N Y City, a hold and ride with me

Rip the FREEWAY, shoot through MEMPHIS money bags
Stop in Philly, order cheese steaks and eat BEANS
And bring it back up top, remove the fake king of New
You off, I count off when you sample my voice
I rule you, before, you to rap like 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 Sean John, bore me with your fake coke rhymes
And those times, they never place, you liar
Hung was your first court case, you had no
You master fabricated of streets and sound slick
you surrounded, you and the faggot you down with

While they NAS, trying to boost their careers
Corny as CORMEGA, all you Hip-Hop
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