Luyện nghe bài hát Yonkers (Freestyle)

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

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It's some reckless shit, how I've killing sentences since Genesis
em in, if you find a synonym to my sentiment
Y'all challenged on some cinnamon? Adderall & Ritalin?
I'm spazzing, this could up all your tantrums, it's an anthem
Going H.A.M, you see the passion, right here but feel the absence
Making classics single handed, damage, rapping is my second language
This is second nature, Damn it, just a branch of
Woe is thee, This is fucking poetry, I'm Edgar Allan
Poe. Never let it go, damn I'm so cold
And all I've ever been is who I'm and not supposed to be
Jodeci. Nigga yeah I'm back and I suppose to be
4th degree. Burned heat, you had your chance to work with me
Like okay, see... I could have shocked the before like OKC
Planting seeds, Plotting, planning this planet hasn't seen
album, Damn it, give me 2 years and it's happening
...It has to be...
If y'all even talk to me, then this just what it's got to be
Hope to God that y'all got the balls enough to 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...