Luyện nghe bài hát Pound Cake (Freestyle)

To the genius I am
You'd have to have one foot on to even visit these arenas I'm in
Now did I say arenas or
I kill shit, Venus/Cerena's, I kill shit, I Arenas
I'm ill the skill wit Ittba ittba the skill wit'
If the shit that I build
When I'm buildin' a buildin' built a billion builders
That's buildin' a on top of this one
No is toppin' this one
No villain is this one
be a dark night, won't it?
While overlookin' my city, had a Knight moment
I'm overlookin' my city, same city overlooked me
Now back to back tours, cause cities just overbook me
Speaking of Dark Knight, I know some that scheme
Cuz I done up somethin' sick like the openin' scene
Not to mention, gon mention you this year
You just a joker, I really the pencil disappear
I got that Edgar Allen Poe flow, like a bear trap
Shakespeare's only rebuttal would be a head
I haven't been amateur, ever,
pentameter, clever, better
Nobody seems this deep
I got niggas stayin' awoke to put my to sleep
But, watch me
New maroon for my jewel
I need moon rocks for my mule, I'm the
Tell these niggas I need my proper
a bunch of Papa Docs and Chocolate Drops
My 16's proper, give me my or not
I Pac at 16 when my Pops was shot
Uh, it left my mind out of
I guess why in my rhymes, I spend time out of space
So, I life, rappers talk
be a rap god if you've never rapped for God
Uh, gotta be close to him like the in The Bible who felt she could be blessed just to grab his cloth
Uh, bulletin: we of sin
If we in the water, the weight of it might pull us in
They, fake, fake, fake, fake,
fake what you ain't, ain't, ain't, ain't
Wait, if you're for a way, wait
I made a way, all my homies used to weigh
Brakes, your brake, brake, brake, brakes
Niggas break in and take, don't take breaks
I can't fail, I don't in it
You possess humble nor obedience
Comedians told me I wouldn't fly
I losin' family members and I wouldn't cry
Nigga if you had eyes
You could see I'm fly in my future, so why I?
I'm too good, niggas good and high
Boys in the hood don't rock you Cuba Goodin' guys
Niggas on "be alike" shit
Guess "copy, paste" us cause we the right clique
Uh, get it? Right click, copy,
hit a rocky phase, ice wrist, Versace shade
White whip, a hockey blade, grill like a mask
it like a hockey stick, niggas pop it to pocket cash
Talkin' bout you poppin' gas, runnin' those sloppy cats
Same suckas be watchin' you get your pockets tapped
Fuck all cocky shit, where I'm from they cocking straps
Think you wavy 'til you get hit with 8 in stocking cap
But, I to excel
my old ex mad, gave my new ex hell
Went from no X to one X to two X,
I been since my tee shirt was 2XL
Yeah that's XX, two exes ago
But it's all love like X's and O's
Cause at some point, we feel we exes who owe
You know an explanation why they an exit, and oh
If you think I'm talkin' bout my exes, on, man
Tell XXL got one more chance
But, man I lay low
If I ain't on ya list, then that bitch not exist, Manti Te'o
I'm anti A-roll, that shit they puttin' up
Tell these niggas they good enough to bore me
I'm just paintin' so see the story
I can't be in rap, to God be the glory