Luyện nghe bài hát Pound Cake (Freestyle)

To the genius I am
have to have one foot on Venus 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 wit' the skill wit Ittba the skill wit'
If this the that I build
When I'm buildin' a built with a billion builders
That's a buildin' on top of this one
No feelin' is this one
No villain is stoppin' one
That'd be a dark night, it?
While overlookin' my city, had a Dark Knight
I'm overlookin' my city, same city that me
Now it's back to back tours, cause just overbook me
of Dark Knight, I know some jokers that scheme
Cuz I done blew up somethin' sick like the scene
Not to mention, nobody gon you this year
You just a joker, I really the pencil disappear
I got that Edgar Allen Poe flow, bars like a bear
Shakespeare's only rebuttal would be a head
I haven't amateur, ever, never
Iambic pentameter, clever,
Nobody even seems deep
I got niggas stayin' to put my dreams to sleep
But, watch me
New drop for my jewel
I moon rocks for my mule, I'm the future
these niggas I need my proper spot
They a of Papa Docs and Chocolate Drops
My 16's proper, me my props or not
I Pac at 16 when my Pops was shot
Uh, it my mind out of place
I guess that's why in my rhymes, I spend out of space
So, I life, rappers talk
Can't be a rap god if never rapped for God
Uh, gotta be to him like the woman in The Bible who felt she could be blessed just to grab his cloth
Uh, we full of sin
If we wade in the water, the weight of it pull us in
They, fake, fake, fake, fake,
Can't fake you ain't, ain't, ain't, ain't
Wait, if you're searchin' for a way,
I a way, all my homies used to weigh weight
Brakes, pump brake, brake, brake, brakes
Niggas in and take, they don't take breaks
I can't fail, I believe in it
You don't possess humble nor
Comedians me that I wouldn't fly
I remember family 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 don't rock wit' you Cuba Goodin' guys
on that "be alike" shit
Guess they "copy, paste" us cause we the clique
Uh, get it? Right click, copy,
Life hit a phase, ice wrist, Versace shade
White whip, a hockey blade, grill like a hockey
Chop it like a hockey stick, niggas pop it to cash
Talkin' bout you poppin' gas, runnin' those sloppy cats
suckas probably be watchin' you get your pockets tapped
Fuck all that cocky shit, I'm from they cocking straps
Think you wavy 'til you get hit with 8 in stocking cap
But, I to excel
Made my old ex mad, gave my new ex
from no X to one X to two X, well
I been nice since my tee was 2XL
Yeah XX, like two exes ago
But it's still all like X's and O's
Cause at some point, we feel we have who owe
You an explanation why they made an exit, and oh
If you I'm talkin' bout my exes, come on, man
Tell XXL got one more chance
But, man I lay low
If I on ya list, then that bitch should not exist, Manti Te'o
I'm anti A-roll, that they puttin' up corny
Tell these niggas ain't good enough to bore me
I'm just paintin' so y'all see the
I be guarded in rap, to God be the glory