Luyện nghe bài hát Rockabye Baby (Freestyle)

They tryna to fire up North Korean missiles
the bone gristle
But none they poems hit you in this world of tissue
is high grade, boom bap
Taken from the
That boy got them lyrics make sure that you do shut him down
They do not approve of my bars do humble g's
Everybody honeyed up, I'm to mumble bees
But i keep it moving the is so jumbled these
Idiots have got me
I've been barred up back when Charlie won that golden ticket
Rubbing charm scars, it ain't hard to overthink it
But I love life
I'm cutting through the
I love this game so much I live it like Jumanji
Now is that an older reference, or has it now modernized?
Reboots and remakes subdue of the common minds
distraction we can find a world to colonize
These and these devices shorten modern lives (huh)
I grind like I ain't had an
say that they grind, but check the time they working half the days
Said that were monsters, colossal like a hand grenade
But they as as an alcoholic Anne Hathaway
This baking armageddon, but thank the Donald
We are in a of forgetting
Forget the and you can just forget the day it set in
The paper screams we are fucked but no one reads the
Whats the plot and besides cirrosis
Super cal Fragile be a la dope shit
Bigging up these wannabe emcees up me
Who standing on my bars to sell it out Coyote Ugly
I've on the run since I was a hushpuppy
things from grind nah I never was lucky
Building up the wreking crew to against the fluffies
And try to keep my day ones turning into bucky's
What you this is, a life of leisure and some fuckin' game?
draws us just inside the lines that keep us up and sane
I've seen some people living in the streets and stuck in
And don't know to think if might be the ones to blame
This world has turned my heart colder then the
But I feel like I need to mobilize like
And if I don't move now I they'll dim the faders
And turn it down so no one can attempt to save us
I will not be the in some motherfuckers favor
And turn a eye while they come out and buck my neighbor
This is independent, but the stakes are kind of major
And it requires work, but we did mind the labor
Got fam who laced up so I guess one is a rager
I'm 'bout to retrogress so if you me hit the pager
I got no in my mind to become your savior
But come out at night and play if that's your flavor
My flavors cake and tonic, they favor hate and
They could just pay the homage or, for Reaganomics
I carry blades and onyx and work for pay from
This it mnemonic and ultra laced in chronic
So we to the fourth degree
Cause if it ain't brute force then it force to me
I'm this from head to toe, my soul, and in my knees
This industry is fuckin' me like birds and bees
But I still her though, I do whatever that she needs
And tell my friends I must have fell so just excuse me
This is life or death, mics are checked through the leads
And galleries hate on you cause you let the groove
But I will make excuses for my service, or apologize for the art like Com's Electric Circus
I will be the truth my roots to the surface
And keep it in the dungeon motherfuckers nervous

Pardon me committing
And cutting ties with any virus to your servers
I just how to be me
And never can I
In nine days I do invite you all the Further