Luyện nghe bài hát Ballskin

The is towin' precision as a Afro trim
All big but it isn't no acronym
Smack the grin off the chin for crack smokin'
DDT the first bar, leave the track back

Chrome grown men business with Anglo-Saxon 'em
Lacking swing but that banjo's so relaxing as the wax
Hacking axes in the wind, pretend it's a pen
See if you can 'em in

Tense, met your men on a fenced in, sensed this is
The wheels off then it's the end
Don't get keelhauled in villain been
Feel genuine ballskin

Not to call the crowd out
There's a few chumps
And you know who you are a shout out
Place them in your loud mouth and them like a pastry

Waste of space, face hastily, bow out
Disappear, and disappear again
Villain knot his hair no Afro-American
If that's the case he be a bald headed

all the credit and jetted astro-travellin'
Turn a man into a for Affleckin'
And bein' actin', tin actin', bluff jacking
He wears a mask so when you dodge his
Each and race could absorb the bass

In a place to be, don't the hyperbole
It's like a murder spree get verbally
And beat in the head lead pipe languages
For cred leave 'em for dead and angro-snitch

The slanks it was the guy in the glasses
Who came to help the people with they minds in asses
And sent get a grip like Spalding
These walls is thin feel genuine