Luyện nghe bài hát Sway In The Morning Freestyle

[Verse: (Paul Rosenberg/Sway)]
Let's take them back to the (bars)
Bars, like Rosenberg
The frozen turd (don't censor me man)
look, I had class, I just got expelled
I excelled in nothing in
So if you're tryna test my patience it failed
But Mathers, I still get hailed
So call me sire, I exhaled
After I had a deep ass breath
I get swell, that'll make my XXL
So kiss highness's hinded ass
I'm trying to stretch, it's time to exercise
I'm flexing,
Twice the reps I get extra-sized
And set my bi's and and triceps on fire
Cause I'm out guns blazing
Like flaming pythons, my suggestion is parental
Be advised, due to this aggression
We you to back up, like Byron Leftwich
I'm infectious, I like I got a sinus infection
A virus, I'm and I just ingested
Five Allegras but the effects from these anti-depressants, tryna mess with my mind
I'm a regular Hyde and
White with freckles but I silence
You wanna head for the fire exits
I'm through like a wrecking ball
You swear I think highly of Miley
And I respect her, the way I her
my French, Montana, but I am worried about nutting
God damn it, I'm a sexist, I drive a
Textses out of her mind, and I'm in
With a chainsaw, wait, did I forget this
Time, oh, my machetes upset, he said
He was ready for me to come get him from inside the
It was time, he's
He wants to make blood shed a storage unit
But before I do it, let me this through
Cause if I behead this bitch then I'd be headless *slurping
Mic check, one, two
I ain't check the mic just yet
And I sweared like twice as many times
In less ninety seconds
Than Andrew Dice ever did in his fucking life
But I guess I'm expected to make these kinds of records
It's why I keep rhyming
Fuck it, I swear, like a necklace
Since freestyling over phone tap, my line's
With rhymes that kept in touch with the fans, why the more bars, the better my reception
And I give a fuck about sales, and fuck pop, I don't like refreshments
Crawford tryna fend me off with a bendy straw
At the waffle house, mouth
But if you don't like what I'm about then block me out
Just then Foxy Brown, up and knocks me down
me and socks me, ow
Apparently still mad over what i said last
On that Vegas track, I just look stupid and stand
And try to act I can't hear
What? Sorry dear, but I think Pam Grier just stuck a in my damn ear
That's when my man Porter ran behind me to pantomime
if you wanna kick his ass, stand in line
Hands is down my as I fantasize taking advantage
Of Brandy and Janet by grabbing my Fly
a blind Hispanic guy with his zipper stuck
Give a fuck, it's all part of my grand
To get Amanda Bynes to come and blow me like a dandelion
Better watch your step, you 'bout to cross an outlandish
I'm what you get if Aaron rhymed
So stand aside you plan to find out how handy I am with a branding iron
Fuck clear so you all can hear
I'd rather rap like a auctioneer
Fuck around and walk here to the Southpaw premier
Get on back, rapping Paul Revere
So call me queer, cause I'm weird
So praise a Genius, this don't get taken out of text
But Hillary, I promise to wipe my server clean if you face
Got a name that speaks for itself like Anthony
Hands in between my pants in a theater, my meat
A fan of Trina, Angelina, and and Serena and Selena
Scarlett Johansson, Tiffani Thiessen
Give me a damn good reason and not slip an Ambien in the Cappuccino
And try to have a 3-sum Janet Reno
I'm worse than Donald Trump
On Lexapro in Mexico across a Texaco in McDonald's drunk
Broke and out of gas, water pump
fondled up by Ronald, feeling him on his rump
Oh yeah, and me and Alyssa hump
We do
Bringing the to emcees like the aura of the Run DMC fedora
Addidas and Diadoras but I need at least three to four of those Oras
In a four seater Taurus but tell them my face is the seat in the house
I'll let them bleed in my mouth while I'm them out (that's disgusting, ow Jesus)
seeking missile, duck, demented, sick, hate and see who gives a fuck
I prick, and that's a true statement, I see bitch in you Caitlyn
Keep the pistol tucked like Bruce dick
No disrespect though, not at all, no pun intended, that a lot of balls (ay God damn)
Oh and Banks just wanna tell you thanks
Now I got trailer skanks handing me ballpark in the mail as pranks
And hot pockets, thanks a lot, awful, I made monopoly off
Sodomy, how many chocolatey jell-o pops can he possibly lace, atrocity
No wonder you scoff at me, it's obvious I'm as off-putting as Cosby is
Treat women like property, possessive a noun with an apostrophe
S's, I'd probably broccoli, yes it's
Socrates with a block of cheese and a dollar stuck in soda pop machine
Got dropping their knees, copping a plea bargain
They keep sobbing, like, "please it"
Aftermath, bitch, Detoxing
for us? We over here
Like we're