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 know, i prefer to go straight off the chest,
ya certain judges' dicks and then you paid off the rest,
with your bootleg and counterfeit poetic license,
your neck's too to cope this pathetic crisis.
of flippin' the script, i toss the fader,
and throw it back and forth like i'm 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 the truth when i'm cuttin',
around the way say i'm cute as a button,
and it's him, johnny rockwell, model, see him next,
on the microphone or on a bmx,
knowin' the and not crashin' half way.
i'm chillin' and coolin' at the cafe,
eatin' a and drinking mad champaign,
and the deal for the missoni ad campaign.
it's just a day in the of a pretty face,
sometimes in business, these people with shitty tastes
of a high heel shoe in their mouth with a in it,
as for me, i got money and that's where i'm it.
where my mouth is, you the science.