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

Four score and years in the past
I won the Civil War with my
Now I'm here to your ass
read up on your facts
You cure cancer with tears?
Well, tell me
How come you never sat and cried on your career?
a washed up has-been
On TV Total Gyms
And you're lose this battle
Like you lost Return of the
I'll rip your chest hairs out, put 'em in my
squash you like I squashed the South
I never 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 invented rap music when my started beating
Norris doesn't battle, he just allows you to lose
My will blow your mind like a verbal John Wilkes Booth

I've got my face on the of a mountain
You voted for McCain
got a bucket full of my head
And I'm about to make it
You block bullets your beard?
I catch 'em my skull
I'd fun of Walker, Texas Ranger
But never even seen that show

Norris]:
I am Chuck Norris
spread more blood and gore
Than forty of your puny Civil Wars, bitch
I the Union with a roundhouse kick
I wear a black belt on the beard that I on my dick
I sharks, when I smell them bleed
I don't go swimming, just wants to be around me
My fists make the of light wish that it was faster
You may freed the slaves
But Chuck is everyone's