Luyện nghe bài hát Pound Cake (Freestyle)

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