Luyện nghe bài hát Contemporary Man

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

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

Uhhhh, fly
Man shit

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

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

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

[Big Body
Yo this Big Body, bitch

4 - Action Bronson]
Ginger ale in a Knicks cup
Pay thirty dollars for a suck
Pay a dollars for the joints I rolled
Oyster bowls chilling in the
I love girls boisterous
Shorty's on the arm a koi fish
On a Herbie White dude with the yellow
Yellow sneakers, see through beeper

[Action
the beat...

When our eyes first met was like the fourth day in
When you kissed my lips, I one day you'd be mine

[Verse 5 - Bronson]
Watch my shorty a shower, I want the good loving
Six ducks in a burning oven
Southern, her alma 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
Taught the skit, me on the ponies
Next year me posing at the Tonys
Folding paper at the OTB
Grow the money a Cocha tree

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