Luyện nghe bài hát Beauty Is a Skill

i say tomato (toh-may-toh) so you say (toh-mah-toh),
and i say but you say mulatto.
i don't know, i to go straight off the chest,
ya suck certain judges' dicks and then you off the rest,
with your bootleg apparell and poetic license,
your neck's too skinny to cope this crisis.
of flippin' the script, i toss the fader,
and throw it back and like i'm playin' hot potato.
god, mind, and body parts so witness devils,
and put on a pair of shorts to compare levels.
old b-boys request the response,
so i the veil in the fiesta resistance.
i lie when i'm rappin', i the truth when i'm cuttin',
girls 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,
a salad and drinking mad champaign,
and signin' the for the missoni ad campaign.
it's just a day in the of a pretty face,
sometimes in business, these people with their tastes
of a high heel shoe in their with a foot in it,
as for me, i got money and that's i'm puttin' it.
my mouth is, you know the science.