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 my beard
Now I'm here to your ass
read up on your facts
You cure cancer your tears?
Well, me Chuck
How come you never sat and cried on your career?
You're a up has-been
On TV selling Gyms
And gonna lose this battle
you lost Return of the Dragon
I'll rip your hairs out, put 'em in my mouth
I'll you like I squashed the South
I never told a lie and I start now
You're a horse a limp, I'll put you down

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

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

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