Luyện nghe bài hát The Declaration Ii

Wanna know my life's like (huh) It's 5 strikes
I'm young, black, gifted, forced, to worship a Christ
A high achiever, without the reefer
Better I am Veritas
label me a playa, uh uh I'm a young money maker
I've my due so thank me later
You trying to toe tag my career you never win
Your are Kim, in other words they're fucking slim
The top spot I'm eyeing, while flying, of a lion
The Kobe Bryant of rhyming no denying
I proceed, to OD on dope beats, I'm lowkey
But you'll know me from nosebleed
Sections I'm stressing, the in I'm guessing
The legends have beckoned I'm these records
I'm too cool for but fuck it I'll finish what I started
I guess a fucken is still highly regarded
The 22, is horrible
Music being life, law school your only obstacle
I'm in both ways kid, steady trying to make it
The guy from the Matrix I be the greatest
rap highness, Adelaide's finest
Hip Hop's most flyest, shine like African black
Born to win is my motto, mama the lotto
Bet on your son I promise we'll have a better