Luyện nghe bài hát Sway In The Morning Freestyle

[Verse: (Paul Rosenberg/Sway)]
take them back to the future (bars)
Bars, like Rosenberg
The small frozen (don't censor me man)
look, I had class, I just got expelled
I excelled in in school
So if you're tryna test my it just failed
But Mathers, I still get hailed
So me sire, like I exhaled
I had a deep ass breath held
I get swell, that'll make my XXL
So kiss highness's hinded ass
While I'm trying to stretch, it's to exercise
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 is parental discretion
Be advised, due to this mental
We advise you to back up, Byron Leftwich
I'm infectious, I rhyme I got a sinus infection
A virus, I'm and I just ingested
Five Allegras but the side effects from these anti-depressants, tryna mess my mind
I'm a Hyde and Jekyll
White with freckles but I hecklers
You might wanna for the fire exits
I'm coming through a wrecking ball
You would swear I think highly of
And I respect her, the way I her
Excuse my French, Montana, but I am about nutting
God damn it, I'm a sexist, I drive a
out of her mind, and I'm in Texas
With a chainsaw, wait, what did I this
Time, oh, my machetes getting upset, he
He was ready for me to come get him inside the shed
It was time, he's
He wants to make blood shed a storage unit
But before I do it, let me think this
Cause if I behead this bitch then I'd be headless noise*
Mic check, one, two
I barely check the mic just yet
And I sweared like twice as many times
In than ninety seconds
Than fucking Dice ever did in his fucking life
But I guess I'm expected to make these kinds of records
why I keep rhyming reckless
Fuck it, I swear, a diamond necklace
Since over phone tap, my line's connected
With rhymes kept in touch with the fans, that's why the more bars, the better my reception
And I give a fuck about sales, and fuck pop, I don't like refreshments
Cindy Crawford tryna fend me off a bendy straw
At the waffle house, awful
But if you don't like what I'm talking about block me out
then Foxy Brown, walks up and knocks me down
Kicks me and me, ow
still mad over what i said last year
On that Vegas track, I look stupid and stand there
And try to act like I can't
What? Sorry dear, but I think Pam Grier just stuck a tampon in my ear
That's when my man Denaun Porter ran behind me to
That if you wanna his ass, stand in line
Hands is down my pants as I fantasize advantage
Of and Janet by grabbing my Spanish Fly
Like a 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
watch your step, you 'bout to cross an outlandish mine
I'm what you get if Aaron Hernandez
So stand aside you plan to find out how handy I am with a branding iron
Fuck talking so you all can hear
I'd rap like a fucking auctioneer
around and walk from here to the Southpaw premier
Get on Paul's back, rapping Paul
So call me queer, cause I'm always
So praise a Genius, hope this don't get 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, jacking my
A fan of Trina, Angelina, and and Serena and Selena
Johansson, Tiffani Amber Thiessen
Give me a good reason and not wanna slip an Ambien in the Cappuccino
And try to a 3-sum with Janet Reno
I'm fucked worse than 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 Milano hump
We do
Bringing the horror to emcees like the aura of the Run DMC
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 them bleed in my mouth while I'm them out (that's disgusting, ow Jesus)
Heat seeking missile, duck, demented, sick, hate and see who a fuck
I invented prick, and that's a statement, I see bitch in you Caitlyn
Keep the pistol tucked like Jenner's dick
No disrespect though, not at all, no pun intended, took a lot of balls (ay God damn)
Oh and Banks just wanna tell you thanks
Now I got trailer handing me ballpark franks 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 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 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 this soda pop
Got emcees dropping knees, copping a plea bargain
keep sobbing, like, "please stop it"
Aftermath, bitch, Detoxing
Looking for us? We here
Like eavesdropping