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)
Alright look, I had class, I got expelled
I excelled in nothing in
So if you're tryna test my it just failed
But King Mathers, I get hailed
So me sire, like I exhaled
After I had a ass breath 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 'til I get extra-sized
And set my bi's and and triceps on fire
Cause I'm coming out guns
Like flaming pythons, my suggestion is discretion
Be advised, due to mental aggression
We advise you to back up, like Leftwich
I'm infectious, I like I got a sinus infection
A virus, I'm congested and I ingested
Five Allegras but the side from these anti-depressants, tryna mess with my mind
I'm a regular Hyde and
White freckles but I silence hecklers
You might head for the fire exits
I'm coming through like a ball
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
Textses out of her mind, and I'm in
With a chainsaw, wait, what did I forget
Time, oh, my machetes upset, he said
He was ready for me to come get him inside the shed
It was time, restless
He to make blood shed like a storage unit
But before I do it, let me think this
if I behead this bitch then I'd be headless *slurping noise*
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 fucking ever did in his fucking life
But I guess I'm expected to make these kinds of records
It's why I keep reckless
Fuck it, I swear, like a necklace
Since over phone tap, my line's connected
With rhymes that kept in touch with the fans, that's why the bars, the better my reception
And I give a fuck about sales, and fuck pop, I don't even refreshments
Cindy Crawford tryna fend me off with a straw
At the waffle house, awful
But if you don't like I'm talking about then block me out
Just then Foxy Brown, up and knocks me down
Kicks me and me, ow
Apparently still mad what i said last year
On that Vegas track, I just look and stand there
And try to act like I hear
What? Sorry dear, but I Pam Grier just stuck a tampon in my damn ear
when my man Denaun Porter ran behind me to pantomime
That if you wanna his ass, stand in line
Hands is down my pants as I fantasize advantage
Of Brandy and Janet by my Spanish Fly
Like a blind Hispanic guy his zipper stuck
Give a fuck, all part of my grand design
To get Amanda to come and fucking blow me like a dandelion
Better watch your step, you to cross an outlandish mine
I'm you get if Aaron Hernandez rhymed
So stand aside unless you plan to find out how handy I am a branding iron
talking clear so you all can hear
I'd rather rap like a fucking
Fuck around and walk from here to the Southpaw
Get on Paul's back, rapping Paul
So call me queer, cause I'm weird
So praise a Genius, hope this don't get taken out of
But Hillary, I promise to wipe my server clean if you face
Got a name speaks for itself like Anthony Weiner
Hands in between my in a theater, jacking my meat
A fan of Trina, Angelina, and and Serena and Selena
Johansson, Tiffani Amber Thiessen
Give me a damn good and not wanna slip an Ambien in the Cappuccino
And try to a 3-sum with Janet Reno
I'm fucked worse Donald Trump
On Lexapro in across from 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 Milano
We do
Bringing the horror to emcees 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 best in the house
I'll let them 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 in you Caitlyn
Keep the pistol tucked like Bruce Jenner's
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 skanks handing me ballpark franks in the mail as pranks
And hot pockets, thanks a lot, awful, I made off misogyny
Sodomy, how many chocolatey pops can he possibly lace, walking atrocity
No wonder you scoff at me, it's obvious I'm as off-putting as Bill is
Treat women like property, possessive like a noun with an
S's, I'd stalk broccoli, yes it's
Socrates with a block of cheese and a dollar stuck in this soda pop
Got emcees dropping knees, copping a plea bargain
keep sobbing, like, "please stop it"
Aftermath, bitch, Detoxing
Looking for us? We over
Like eavesdropping