Luyện nghe bài hát Prelude To A Freestyle

I fell out the sky like baby Superman to a farm on
Now the world wanna see my all on camera

Magic
by a Hater,
tragic.
Billy Shakespeare was in his doin backspins.

The attractive power of verse was so intense the ladies required napkins.

The rolled:
Below seemed lavish,
Garbage ass
With a goudy no chain and a fitted turned backwards
Black on anti semite rap wazyap
I'm out that nolia So niggas'll surely if I ask em
Whip a nigga out his clothes from Freret to
Nobody'll ever wonder or talk about happened

Son
Who than us?

They ain't even figure out they own yet man
And every rhyme I spit out my face was spotless
Any bitch I ever said strip to got
Any click said shit
got rocked
So Shane Mosley yo ass up out the cockpit
We natural born fly
Twist up yo Garcia vegas and toast to the wise
We it to the high rise
Georgy and Weezy and Lionel and Kravitz
and J. Cole
Jay

Uprisings in
The black Gods up
The erupt

I hope one is feelin me
of yall gotta wait til the final act of the trilogy to get it
Oh I get it
Niggas hear spit it
But I never shots
Without pivots

Itsy spider climbing up the water sprout
Moses with his ra hit the staff and got the out

Powerful
I learned from the lips of my uncle comin outta the VA like Clipse

Now there's a whole to dig thru
But yo it's too shallow for me to dig you

me
Man these wack niggas me
The wordplay was sweet but the rhymes thrill me

You
Quit in the news
The Asiatic Blackman conveniently

yours
The Most