Luyện nghe bài hát Black Skinhead

(Verse)
Back in the booth and I'm bout to
but Jesus was holding me back
All of you bitches lyin on tracks
And I'm but right now its time after that
Who are these They wastin my time
Doing nothing constructive, wasting the grind
I'm you frauds because i feel its time
Then I'm peelin' your back and chewing the rhind
know ain't no stoppin my shine
Punchlines that like a blow to the spine
Came the dirt, from the bottom i climbed
And i up that bitch till im outta my mind
Call myself Angel 'cus that be the
Stay draped in black it matches my soul
i be rhamses way I'm wrapped in gold
Versace, Versace, you already
I haven't opened my mouth in some
I just sat back and watchin you front
I just sat back and kept you stuck
But that silence was silently your bluff

(Hook)
Why you still going? You boring
Zz Zz Zz I'm snoring
This I woke up with a foreign
Thing that can be seen when I'm touring
Baby I swear I'm the best who doin it
Fuck all the critics, they and too stupid
All of this vision of is so lucid
All of this passion I got is so
That all of you bitches are now rendered
you're now rendered useless

(Verse)
Cry for
Or just different people who make music
And that's just in
that's just in general
I'mma fuckin straight
This ain't no beef and I don't do subliminals
(GOD)

(Hook)
Why you still You still boring
Zz Zz Zz I'm still
This I woke up with a foreign
Thing that can only be when I'm touring
Baby I swear I'm the best but you it
Fuck all the critics, they blind and too
All of vision of mine is so lucid
All of this passion I got is so
That all of you bitches are now useless
you're now rendered useless
Dirty bitch