Luyện nghe bài hát Pound Cake (Freestyle)

To recognize the I am
You'd 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 ittba the wit'
If this the that I build
When I'm a buildin' built with a billion builders
That's buildin' a on top of this one
No feelin' is toppin' one
No is stoppin' this one
That'd be a dark night, it?
While overlookin' my city, had a Knight moment
I'm overlookin' my city, same city that me
Now back to back tours, cause cities just overbook me
Speaking of Dark Knight, I know some jokers that
Cuz I done blew up sick like the openin' scene
Not to mention, gon mention you this year
You just a joker, I really the pencil disappear
I got Edgar Allen Poe flow, bars like a bear trap
only rebuttal would be a head scratch
I haven't amateur, ever, never
pentameter, clever, better
Nobody seems this deep
I got stayin' awoke to put my dreams to sleep
But, me maneuver
New maroon drop for my
I need moon for my mule, I'm the future
these niggas I need my proper spot
They a bunch of Papa Docs and Drops
My 16's proper, give me my or not
I went Pac at 16 my Pops was shot
Uh, it left my mind out of
I guess that's why in my rhymes, I spend time out of
So, I speak life, rappers
Can't be a rap god if you've rapped for God
Uh, gotta be close to him like the woman in The Bible who she could be blessed just to grab his cloth
Uh, bulletin: we of sin
If we wade in the water, the weight of it might us in
They, fake, fake, fake, fake,
Can't what you ain't, ain't, ain't, ain't
Wait, if searchin' for a way, wait
I made a way, all my used to weigh weight
Brakes, pump your brake, brake, brake,
Niggas in and take, they don't take breaks
I can't fail, I believe in it
You don't possess humble nor
told me that I wouldn't fly
I remember losin' family and I wouldn't cry
Nigga if you had wooden
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 they "copy, paste" us cause we the right
Uh, get it? Right click, copy,
hit a rocky 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' wit' those cats
Same suckas probably be watchin' you get your pockets
Fuck all that cocky shit, where I'm they cocking straps
Think you wavy 'til you get hit with 8 in your cap
But, I choose to
Made my old ex mad, gave my new ex
from no X to one X to two X, well
I been nice my tee shirt was 2XL
Yeah that's XX, two exes ago
But still all love like X's and O's
at some point, we feel we have 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 they've got one more
But, man I lay low
If I on ya list, then that bitch should not exist, Manti Te'o
I'm A-roll, that shit they puttin' up corny
Tell these niggas 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