Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle Rhymes

"at a certain you gotta cut the music
Then you are doing him a disservice and you are you a disservice
Alright? so let's it real..."

"bustin, fat, rhymes" --> 4x

xl]
Yeah, "fuck that!"
out my face is your best bet
Your is george burns I can't believe you ain't dead yet
I more blind rage
Than stevie and ray charles wrestling in a steel cage
("yo this crazy!")
I got an artist losing their limelight like mike
Bitches their wigs like faith evans
my single I ain't mad at it
Like o.j. getting married again, I'll another stab at it
I'm tearing you out the frame wedding pictures after divorce
Petrol like you the soap in the towel with luther vandross
I'm porno like ads from calvin klein, me
You ain't no rapper you just one on the fuckin tv
You on the road you gold that's what your label shoutin
You couldn't utfo's reunion album
What could I say to get my across?
Rap don't need that ass like large professor need main source

"bustin, fat, rhymes" --> 4x

I'm lethal -- I gets medieval a blowtorch and pliers
End your before it starts like len bias
Just your throat let chino xl be your oxygen
I more "esas"/essays than incarcerated mexicans
Tap ass with speed like david tapped keanu reeves
Play get rhyme styles paralyzed like christopher reeves
Billy bathgate flow, that ca-st-arate cas-t-tro
Ill as prostate for the tri-state when I let my, soul, glow!
what I'm on
From prom date rape to the back break of estefan
I'm making like a stick pinnochio, no strings on me
And go for broke like brown dancing for alimony
I talk shit all day and drink wine like a catholic
("aiyyo nigga kick that about the punk police")
I give n.y.p.d.
I shot p.i. now I'm a cops current affair on the ten o'clock news
Kidnapped hawaii
In 48 they called reggie hammond ace ventura made me laugh I let him go
Charlie's angels came with police woman shit
Johnny seen em on 21 jump street suckin robocop's dick
and hutch gangbanged cagney without lacey
Her lover fucked tj's hooker on new york undercover
Call me l.a.p.d. cause I abuse my
Victorious to scrimmages, beat black ass til it hemorrages
to my dark thoughts
Rappers run from me, like they mark fuhrman at the million man

"bustin, fat, rhymes" --> 8x

Niggaz got come on let's set it off
Talent like mine is rarely seen handicaps havin intercourse
wanna floss in, celebrate, lyrically won't elevate, they flimsy
I'm breakin out my like mork and mindy
My style won, an album, you cherish it
My name ring bells like girl scouts when sellin shit
Metaphors, fly out, for brothers who, the lye out
Put gun away, he'll shoot your eye out!
I'm an artist and starvin me
dangle me off the balcony like big red in the five heartbeats
Respectin the streets is my first when I rock
It's hot bob marley's fingertips from reefer burns
I ride syllables like boys in mustangs
Lyrics sharper than rza's gold front
You better God if you wanna do me (freestyle)
You know you gonna die like a black man in a horror

"bustin, fat, rhymes" --> 12x