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 or Cerena's?
I shit, Venus/Cerena's, I kill shit, I Killbit Arenas
I'm ill wit' the skill wit ittba the skill wit'
If this the shit that I
When I'm buildin' a buildin' built with a billion
buildin' a buildin' on top of this one
No feelin' is this one
No villain is this one
That'd be a night, won't it?
While overlookin' my city, had a Dark moment
I'm overlookin' my city, city that overlooked me
Now it's back to back tours, cause cities just me
of Dark Knight, I know some jokers that scheme
Cuz I done blew up sick like the openin' scene
Not to mention, gon mention you this year
You just a joker, I really made the disappear
I got Edgar Allen Poe flow, bars like a bear trap
Shakespeare's only would be a head scratch
I haven't been amateur, ever,
Iambic pentameter, clever,
even seems this deep
I got niggas stayin' to put my dreams to sleep
But, watch me
New drop for my jewel
I need moon for my mule, I'm the future
these niggas I need my proper spot
They a bunch of Docs and Chocolate Drops
My proper, give me my props or not
I went Pac at 16 when my Pops was
Uh, it left my out of place
I guess why in my rhymes, I spend time out of space
So, I speak life, talk
Can't be a rap god if you've never for God
Uh, be close 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 might us in
They, fake, fake, fake, fake,
Can't fake what you ain't, ain't, ain't,
Wait, if searchin' 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, they take breaks
I can't fail, I don't in it
You don't possess nor obedience
Comedians me that I wouldn't fly
I remember family members and I wouldn't cry
if you had wooden 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
on that "be alike" shit
Guess they "copy, paste" us cause we the right
Uh, get it? click, copy, paste?
Life hit a rocky phase, ice wrist, Versace
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' wit' sloppy cats
suckas probably be watchin' you get your pockets tapped
Fuck all that shit, where I'm from they cocking straps
you wavy 'til you get hit with 8 in your stocking cap
But, I choose to
Made my old ex mad, gave my new ex
Went from no X to one X to two X,
I nice since my tee shirt was 2XL
Yeah that's XX, like two 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 think I'm talkin' my exes, come on, man
Tell XXL they've got one more
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 shit puttin' up corny
these niggas they ain't good enough to bore me
I'm just paintin' so y'all see the
I can't be in rap, to God be the glory