Luyện nghe bài hát Rockabye Baby (Freestyle)

They to fire up like North Korean missiles
Through the gristle
But none they poems hit you in world of cloned tissue
is high grade, boom bap
Taken the underground
That boy got them lyrics please make sure that you do him down
They do not approve of my they do humble g's
Everybody honeyed up, I'm allergic to bees
But i keep it the illusion is so jumbled these
have got me underrated
I've been barred up since back when Charlie won golden ticket
Rubbing over scars, it ain't hard to overthink it
But I this life
I'm cutting through the
I love this game so much I live inside it like
Now is an older reference, or has it now been modernized?
Reboots and subdue most of the common minds
Underneath distraction we can a world to colonize
These vices and these devices modern lives (huh)
I grind like I had an accolade
They say that they grind, but check the time they half the days
Said that they were monsters, colossal like a hand
But they as hard as an alcoholic Hathaway
This planet's armageddon, but thank the Donald
We are in a of forgetting
the pain and you can just forget the day it set in
The screams we are fucked but no one reads the heading
Whats the and prognosis besides cirrosis
Super cal Fragile be a la dope shit
Bigging up these wannabe emcees up me
Who been standing on my bars to sell it out Coyote
been on the run since I was a hushpuppy
Gaining from grind nah I never was lucky
Building up the wreking crew to stand against the
And try to keep my day from turning into bucky's
What you think this is, a life of leisure and some fuckin'
That draws us inside the lines that keep us up and sane
seen some people living in the streets and stuck in pain
And don't know to think if might be the ones to blame
This world has turned my colder then the Himalayas
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 sucker in some favor
And turn a blind eye while 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 this one is a
I'm 'bout to retrogress so if you need me hit the
I got no time in my mind to your savior
But warriors come out at night and play if that's flavor
My flavors cake and tonic, favor hate and vomit
They could just pay the homage or, for Reaganomics
I blades and onyx and work for pay from sonnets
This data it mnemonic and ultra laced in
So we to the fourth degree
if it ain't brute force then it ain't force to me
I'm feelin' this head to toe, my soul, and in my knees
This music industry is fuckin' me like birds and
But I still her though, I do whatever that she needs
And tell my friends I must fell so just excuse me please
This is life or death, mics are checked through the leads
And galleries hate on you cause you let the groove
But I will never excuses for my service, or apologize for the art like Com's Electric Circus
I will be the from my roots to the surface
And keep it in the dungeon makin' 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