Luyện nghe bài hát Sway In The Morning Freestyle

[Verse: (Paul Rosenberg/Sway)]
Let's take them to the future (bars)
Bars, like Rosenberg
The small frozen turd (don't me man)
look, I had class, I just got expelled
I in nothing in school
So if you're test my patience it just failed
But King Mathers, I get hailed
So call me sire, I exhaled
After I had a deep ass held
I get swell, that'll my size XXL
So your highness's hinded ass
While I'm trying to stretch, it's time to
I'm flexing,
Twice the reps I get extra-sized
And set my and pecs and triceps on fire
Cause I'm coming out blazing
Like flaming pythons, my suggestion is discretion
Be advised, due to mental aggression
We advise you to up, like Byron Leftwich
I'm infectious, I rhyme like I got a infection
A virus, I'm congested and I just
Five but the side effects from these anti-depressants, tryna mess with my mind
I'm a Hyde and Jekyll
White with freckles but I silence
You might wanna for the fire exits
I'm coming through like a wrecking
You would I think highly of Miley
And I her, the way I backhand her
my French, Montana, but I am worried about nutting
God it, I'm a sexist, I drive a Lexus
out of her mind, and I'm in Texas
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 blood shed like a storage unit
But before I do it, let me this through
Cause if I this bitch then I'd be headless *slurping noise*
Mic check, one, two
I ain't check the mic just yet
And I just sweared like twice as many
In less ninety seconds
Than Andrew fucking Dice ever did in his fucking
But I guess I'm expected to make these kinds of violent
why I keep rhyming reckless
Fuck it, I swear, like a diamond
Since freestyling phone tap, my line's connected
With rhymes that kept in touch the fans, that's why the more bars, the better my reception
And I a fuck about sales, and fuck pop, I don't even like refreshments
Cindy Crawford tryna fend me off with a straw
At the house, awful mouth
But if you don't like what I'm about then block me out
Just then Brown, walks up and knocks me down
Kicks me and me, ow
Apparently still mad over i said last year
On that track, I just look stupid and stand there
And try to act like I can't
What? dear, but I think Pam Grier just stuck a tampon in my damn ear
That's when my man Denaun ran behind me to pantomime
That if you wanna kick his ass, stand in
Hands is down my pants as I fantasize advantage
Of Brandy and Janet by my Spanish Fly
Like a Hispanic guy with his zipper stuck
a fuck, it's all part of my grand design
To get Amanda Bynes to come and fucking blow me like a
Better watch step, you 'bout to cross an outlandish mine
I'm what you get if Hernandez 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 rap like a fucking auctioneer
Fuck around and walk from to the Southpaw premier
Get on back, rapping Paul Revere
So call me queer, cause I'm always
So praise a Genius, hope this get taken out of text
But Hillary, I promise to wipe my server clean if you face
Got a name that for itself like Anthony Weiner
Hands in between my pants in a theater, jacking my
A fan of Trina, Angelina, and and Serena and Selena
Scarlett Johansson, Tiffani Thiessen
Give me a damn good reason and not wanna slip an in the Cappuccino
And try to have a 3-sum with Janet
I'm worse than Donald Trump
On Lexapro in Mexico across a Texaco in McDonald's drunk
Broke and out of gas, busted pump
Getting fondled up by Ronald, him on his rump
Oh yeah, and me and Alyssa Milano
We do
Bringing the horror to like the aura of the Run DMC fedora
Addidas and Diadoras but I need at least to four of those Rita Oras
In a four seater but tell them my face is the best seat in the house
I'll let bleed in my mouth while I'm eating them out (that's disgusting, ow Jesus)
seeking missile, duck, demented, sick, hate and see who gives a fuck
I invented prick, and that's a true statement, I see bitch in you
Keep the pistol tucked like Bruce dick
No disrespect though, not at all, no pun intended, took a lot of balls (ay God damn)
Oh and Azealia Banks just wanna tell you
Now I got trailer handing me ballpark franks in the mail as pranks
And hot pockets, a lot, awful, I made monopoly off misogyny
Sodomy, how chocolatey jell-o pops can he possibly lace, walking atrocity
No wonder you scoff at me, it's I'm as off-putting as Bill Cosby is
women like property, possessive like a noun with an apostrophe
S's, I'd probably stalk broccoli, yes
Socrates with a block of cheese and a dollar stuck in this pop machine
Got emcees dropping their knees, copping a plea
keep sobbing, like, "please stop it"
Aftermath, bitch, Detoxing
Looking for us? We here
Like we're