Luyện nghe bài hát Contemporary Man

[Intro - Bronson]
Get it together Justin, got to get it fam
Go

[Verse 1 - Bronson]
Yeah, fuck the back talk, save all that pussy for the cat walk
Now write name 100 times on the blackboard
Just a white man excelling in a Black sport, I'm Pistol Pete
You already know you a goner when I your cheek
Lift your feet, when your sister sweeps
Fine dining, water out the crystal creek
from Queens rocking leathers like I'm Mr. Cheeks

Uhhhh, fly
Grown Man

Do it one more time, it
I'm to go

[Verse 2 - Action
Yo, I'm a freak
Hit where the child sleep
While her make soup with the cow feet
pads and a leather, Beau Brummell
Hopping out the limo at the old
Fuck sex on the beach, I want in the streets
bed on the feet
Lead on your cheek, the from 73, aqua marine
With a fiend(?) uhh
Big Bird, Farrington
Mouth like a pussy, she it

[Verse 3 - Bronson]
You see me in the green velour, conquistador
Then I order up a for four
If you see me in a leather, know it's reaching the
Linen in the wind cause of the breezy shore, yeah
Spinal tap, you spitting rap
Eat your pussy with a plastic bag, covering
Brothers will clap leave you hovered or
If there's chicken in the building, know I'm that
This tool I got will loosen up stool a lot
the pee pee will make you poo-poo a lot
In the Z3 U2

[Big Bes]
Yo Big Motherfucking Body, bitch

[Verse 4 - Bronson]
Ginger ale in a Knicks cup
Pay thirty for a dick suck
Pay a hundred dollars for the I rolled
Oyster bowls in the cloisters
I Black girls boisterous
Shorty's on the arm a koi fish
On a White dude with the yellow fever
Yellow sneakers, see through beeper

Bronson]
the beat...

When our eyes first met was like the day in July
When you kissed my lips, I knew one day be mine

[Verse 5 - Bronson]
Watch my shorty take a shower, I the good loving
Six ducks in a wood burning
Georgia Southern, her mater
She out in Queens, but moved out to Colorado
Tunes, Taz on the shirt
Fuck swag, got
Two jags, Zubaz, du rag
Bay pool pass
the skit, school me on the ponies
Next year catch me at the Tonys
paper wilding at the OTB
Grow the money like a Cocha

[Verse 6 - Bronson]
American flags hang on walls hide money
Put my arm through the
Kept a fortress, crib got the Tex-Mex motif, wolves
Two stallions the buggy, Clydesdale
Crack the Bud, guzzle,
Uncle with the Mitsubishi
Jimmy with the funny money flossing out in AC
Randy Quaid with the
Erma the jungle juice mad neat(?)
with the tan seats,
Smack the taco out mouth, green couch