Luyện nghe bài hát Beauty Is a Skill

i say (toh-may-toh) so instead you say (toh-mah-toh),
and i say but you say mulatto.
i don't know, i prefer to go off the chest,
ya suck certain judges' dicks and then you off the rest,
with bootleg apparell and counterfeit poetic license,
your neck's too skinny to this pathetic crisis.
of flippin' the script, i toss the fader,
and it back and forth like i'm playin' hot potato.
god, mind, and body so bear witness devils,
and put on a pair of shorts to compare levels.
old school b-boys the response,
so i lifted the veil in the resistance.
i lie when i'm rappin', i tell the truth i'm cuttin',
around the way say i'm cute as a button,
and it's him, rockwell, male model, see him next,
freestylin' on the or on a bmx,
knowin' the length and not crashin' way.
i'm chillin' and at the fashion cafe,
eatin' a salad and mad champaign,
and signin' the deal for the ad campaign.
it's just a day in the of a pretty face,
sometimes in business, these people with their shitty
of a high heel shoe in their mouth with a in it,
as for me, i got money and where i'm puttin' it.
where my is, you know the science.