Luyện nghe bài hát Abe Lincoln VS Chuck Norris Epic Rap Battles of History #3

Four score and sixty-five in the past
I won the Civil War with my
Now I'm to whup your ass
read up on your facts
You cure cancer with your
Well, me Chuck
How come you never sat down and on your career?
a washed up has-been
On TV selling Gyms
And you're gonna lose battle
Like you lost of the Dragon
I'll rip your hairs out, put 'em in my mouth
squash you like I squashed the South
I told a lie and I won't start now
You're a horse with a limp, put you down

[Chuck
This isn't Gettysburg, punk, I'd retreating
For I rap music when my heart started beating
Chuck Norris doesn't battle, he just you to lose
My raps will blow your mind a verbal John Wilkes Booth

I've got my face on the side of a
You for John McCain
I've got a full of my head
And I'm to make it rain
You block with your beard?
I 'em with my skull
I'd make fun of Walker, Ranger
But never even seen that show

[Chuck
I am fucking Norris
I've more blood and gore
Than forty score of your puny Civil Wars,
I split the Union with a kick
I a black belt on the beard that I grow on my dick
I attack sharks, when I smell them
I don't go swimming, water wants to be around me
My fists make the speed of light wish it was faster
You may have the slaves
But Chuck is master