Luyện nghe bài hát Ballskin

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

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

Tense, met your men on a fenced in, this is tense
The wheels fall off then the end
get keelhauled in villain always been
Feel real ballskin

Not to call the crowd out
just a few chumps
And you know who you are like a out
Place them in loud mouth and taste them like a pastry

of space, face hastily, bow out gracefully
Disappear, reappear and again
knot his hair he's no Afro-American
If that's the he be a bald headed African

Takin' all the and jetted astro-travellin'
a man into a mannequin for Affleckin'
And bein' actin', tin actin', bluff jacking
He wears a mask so you dodge his face
Each and every race could the bass

In a place to be, don't the hyperbole
It's like a murder spree get sniped
And in the head with lead pipe languages
For street cred leave 'em for dead and

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