Luyện nghe bài hát Pound Cake (Freestyle)

To the genius I am
You'd have to 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 the shit that I build
When I'm buildin' a buildin' with a billion builders
That's a buildin' on top of this one
No is toppin' this one
No villain is stoppin' one
That'd be a night, won't it?
overlookin' my city, had a Dark Knight moment
I'm overlookin' my city, same city that me
Now back to back tours, cause cities just overbook me
of Dark Knight, I know some jokers that scheme
Cuz I done blew up somethin' sick the openin' scene
Not to mention, gon mention you this year
You just a joker, I really made the disappear
I got that Edgar Allen Poe flow, like a bear trap
Shakespeare's only rebuttal would be a scratch
I haven't been amateur, ever,
Iambic pentameter, clever,
Nobody even seems this
I got niggas stayin' awoke to put my to sleep
But, watch me
New maroon drop for my
I moon rocks for my mule, I'm the future
Tell niggas I need my proper spot
They a bunch of Papa and Chocolate Drops
My 16's proper, me my props or not
I went Pac at 16 when my was shot
Uh, it left my out of place
I guess that's why in my rhymes, I time out of space
So, I speak life, rappers
Can't be a rap god if you've never for God
Uh, gotta be close to him the woman in The Bible who felt she could be blessed just to grab his cloth
Uh, bulletin: we of sin
If we wade in the water, the 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 weight
Brakes, pump brake, brake, brake, brakes
Niggas break in and take, they don't take
I can't fail, I believe in it
You don't humble nor obedience
told me that I wouldn't fly
I remember losin' family members and I cry
Nigga if you had eyes
You could see I'm fly in my future, so why I?
I'm too good, these good and high
Boys in the hood don't rock wit' you Cuba guys
Niggas on "be alike" shit
Guess they "copy, paste" us cause we the right
Uh, get it? click, copy, paste?
hit a rocky phase, ice wrist, Versace shade
White whip, a hockey blade, grill a hockey mask
Chop it a hockey stick, niggas pop it to pocket cash
Talkin' bout you poppin' gas, runnin' wit' those cats
Same suckas probably be watchin' you get your tapped
all that cocky shit, where I'm from they cocking straps
Think you wavy you get hit with 8 in your stocking cap
But, I choose to
Made my old ex mad, my new ex hell
from no X to one X to two X, well
I been nice since my tee was 2XL
Yeah that's XX, like two 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 why they made an exit, and oh
If you think I'm talkin' bout my exes, on, man
Tell XXL they've got one chance
But, man I lay low
If I ain't on ya list, then that should not exist, Manti Te'o
I'm anti A-roll, that they puttin' up corny
Tell niggas they ain't good enough to bore me
I'm just paintin' so see the story
I can't be guarded in rap, to God be the