Luyện nghe bài hát Sway In The Morning Freestyle

[Verse: (Paul Rosenberg/Sway)]
Let's take back to the future (bars)
Bars, Paul Rosenberg
The frozen turd (don't censor me man)
Alright look, I had class, I just got
I excelled in nothing in
So if tryna test my patience it just failed
But Mathers, I still get hailed
So me sire, like I exhaled
After I had a deep ass breath
I get swell, make my size XXL
So kiss your highness's ass
While I'm to stretch, it's time to exercise
I'm flexing,
Twice the reps 'til I get
And set my bi's and pecs and on fire
Cause I'm out guns blazing
flaming pythons, my suggestion is parental discretion
Be advised, due to this mental
We advise you to up, like Byron Leftwich
I'm infectious, I rhyme like I got a sinus
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 and Jekyll
with freckles but I silence hecklers
You might wanna head for the fire
I'm coming through like a wrecking
You would swear I think of Miley
And I her, the way I backhand her
Excuse my French, Montana, but I am 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, what did I this
Time, oh, my machetes upset, he said
He was ready for me to come get him inside the shed
It was time, he's
He wants to make shed like 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 ain't check the mic just yet
And I sweared like twice as many times
In less than ninety
Than Andrew fucking Dice ever did in his life
But I guess I'm expected to make kinds of violent records
It's why I rhyming reckless
it, I swear, like a diamond necklace
Since freestyling over phone tap, my connected
With rhymes that in touch with the fans, that's why the more bars, the better my reception
And I give a about sales, and fuck pop, I don't even like refreshments
Cindy Crawford tryna me off with a bendy straw
At the waffle house, awful
But if you don't like what I'm talking about then me out
Just then Foxy Brown, up and knocks me down
Kicks me and me, ow
still mad over what i said last year
On that Vegas track, I just stupid and stand there
And try to act I can't hear
What? Sorry dear, but I think Pam Grier just 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 my pants as I fantasize taking advantage
Of Brandy and Janet by my Spanish Fly
Like a Hispanic guy with his zipper stuck
Give a fuck, all part of my grand design
To get Amanda Bynes to come and fucking me like a dandelion
Better watch your step, you 'bout to 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 rather rap like a auctioneer
Fuck and walk from here to the Southpaw premier
Get on Paul's back, rapping Revere
So call me queer, cause I'm always
So praise a Genius, hope this get taken out of text
But Hillary, I to wipe my server clean if you face subpoenas
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, Amber Thiessen
Give me a good reason and not wanna slip an Ambien in the Cappuccino
And try to have a 3-sum Janet Reno
I'm fucked worse Donald Trump
On Lexapro in Mexico across a Texaco in McDonald's drunk
Broke and out of gas, busted water
Getting up by Ronald, feeling him on his rump
Oh yeah, and me and Alyssa hump
We do
Bringing the horror to emcees the aura of the Run DMC fedora
Addidas and Diadoras but I at least three to four of those Rita Oras
In a four seater Taurus but tell them my is the best seat in the house
let them bleed in my mouth while I'm eating them out (that's disgusting, ow Jesus)
Heat seeking missile, duck, demented, sick, hate and see who gives a
I invented prick, and that's a true statement, I see in you Caitlyn
Keep the pistol tucked Bruce Jenner's dick
No disrespect though, not at all, no pun intended, took a lot of balls (ay God damn)
Oh and Azealia Banks just wanna you thanks
Now I got trailer skanks handing me ballpark franks in the mail as
And hot pockets, thanks a lot, awful, I made off misogyny
Sodomy, how many chocolatey jell-o pops can he possibly lace, atrocity
No wonder you scoff at me, obvious I'm as off-putting as Bill Cosby is
Treat women like property, possessive like a noun an apostrophe
S's, I'd stalk broccoli, yes it's
Socrates with a of cheese and a dollar stuck in this soda pop machine
Got emcees dropping knees, copping a plea bargain
They keep sobbing, like, "please it"
Aftermath, bitch, Detoxing
Looking for us? We over
Like eavesdropping