Luyện nghe bài hát The Declaration Ii

Wanna what my life's like (huh) It's 5 strikes
I'm young, black, gifted, forced, to worship a Christ
A high achiever, the reefer neither
Better believe I am
They label me a playa, uh uh I'm a young money
I've paid my due so thank me
You trying to toe tag my you will 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 wrecking these
I'm too cool for school but fuck it finish what I started
I guess a fucken degree is still regarded
The catch 22, is
being your life, law school your only obstacle
I'm blessed in ways kid, steady trying to make it
The guy from the Matrix I wanna be the
Your rap highness, Adelaide's
Hip most flyest, shine like African black diamonds
Born to win is my motto, forget the lotto
Bet on son I promise we'll have a better tomorrow