Luyện nghe bài hát Yonkers (Freestyle)

1]
I'm a paradox, no I'm not...
Joking, I was hoping I'd some thoughts
Not the kind that choke on cock, or smoke on rocks broken hearts
Wrote this you toke some pot, I over spoke, unorthodox
I of God, he told me I'd be born of flaws and bored of y'all
And probably would raised me if there wasn't space on Noah's Ark
Golden ox, knew you were a bitch before I'd of dogs
Dropping bombs no Haram, lock your arms and don't applaud
I recall you going off, i'm going in, Macaulay Culkin
Y'all insulting me by the sound of all the shit you dropping
Niggas they flawless, they just talking like some local artists
Hopeless hold up, watch me blow up as you hold that thought...

2]
It's some reckless shit, how I've been killing sentences since
Send em in, if you find a to my sentiment
challenged on some cinnamon? Need Adderall & Ritalin?
I'm spazzing, this could pass up all your tantrums, an anthem
Going H.A.M, you see the passion, been right but feel the absence
classics single handed, causing damage, rapping is my second language
This is second nature, it, just a branch of talent
Woe is thee, This shit is fucking poetry, I'm Allan
Poe. Never let it go, damn I'm so fucking
And all ever been is who I'm told and not supposed to be
Jodeci. Nigga I'm back and I ain't suppose to be
4th degree. Burned your heat, you had your to work with me
Like okay, see... I could shocked the world before like OKC
seeds, Plotting, planning things this planet hasn't seen
Platinum album, Damn it, give me 2 years and happening
...It has to be...
If y'all can't talk to me, then this just what it's got to be
Hope to God that y'all got the balls to respond to this
Modest but i'm honest, so yo Inc. I'm, talking beef
No for apologies, I'm counting down, you've got a week...