Luyện nghe bài hát Contemporary Man

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

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

Uhhhh, fly
Man shit

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

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

[Verse 3 - Bronson]
You see me in the velour, facial conquistador
I order up a feast for four
If you see me in a leather, it's reaching the floor
Linen flapping in the wind cause of the breezy shore,
Spinal tap, you spitting rap
Eat your with a plastic bag, covering that
Brothers will leave you hovered or jacked
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

Body Bes]
Yo this Big Motherfucking Body,

4 - Action Bronson]
Ginger ale laying in a cup
Pay thirty dollars for a dick
Pay a hundred dollars for the I rolled
Oyster chilling in the cloisters
I love Black girls
Shorty's on the arm a koi fish
On a White dude with the yellow fever
Yellow sneakers, see through yellow

[Action
the beat...

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

5 - Action Bronson]
Watch my shorty a shower, I want the good loving
Six ducks in a burning oven
Southern, her alma mater
She raised out in Queens, but moved out to
Looney Tunes, Taz on the
Fuck swag, got
Two jags, Zubaz, du rag
Bay Terrace pool
the skit, school me on the ponies
Next year catch me at the Tonys
Folding paper at the OTB
Grow the money like a tree

[Verse 6 - Bronson]
American flags hang on walls that money
Put my arm through the
Kept a fortress, got the Tex-Mex motif, wolves howling
Two stallions the buggy, Clydesdale
the Bud, guzzle, humidors
Uncle Moozy 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 your mouth, green