Luyện nghe bài hát Contemporary Man

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

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

Uhhhh, fly
Man shit

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

2 - Action Bronson]
Yo, I'm a freak
Hit where the child sleep
While her mother make soup the cow feet
Shoulder pads and a leather, Brummell
Hopping out the at the old Tunnel
Fuck sex on the beach, I want in the streets
Spread bed on the
Lead on your cheek, the cadillac from 73, aqua
a popular fiend(?) uhh
Big Bird, Farrington
Mouth a pussy, she gummed it

[Verse 3 - Action
You see me in the green velour, conquistador
Then I up a feast for four
If you see me in a leather, know it's the floor
Linen flapping in the wind cause of the breezy shore,
Spinal tap, you gynecology rap
Eat your with a plastic bag, covering that
Brothers will clap you hovered or jacked
If there's chicken in the building, I'm smothering that
This I got will loosen up your stool a lot
Near the pee pee make you poo-poo a lot
In the Z3 U2

Body Bes]
Yo Big Motherfucking Body, bitch

[Verse 4 - Bronson]
ale laying in a Knicks cup
Pay thirty for a dick suck
Pay a hundred dollars for the I rolled
bowls chilling in the cloisters
I love girls boisterous
on the arm like a koi fish
On a Herbie White with the yellow fever
Yellow sneakers, see through beeper

[Action
the beat...

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

[Verse 5 - Bronson]
my shorty take a shower, I want the good loving
Six ducks in a burning oven
Georgia Southern, her alma
She raised out in Queens, but out to Colorado
Looney Tunes, Taz on the
swag, got pizzazz
Two jags, Zubaz, du rag
Bay Terrace pass
the skit, school me on the ponies
Next year me posing at the Tonys
Folding paper at the OTB
the money like a Cocha tree

[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 pull the buggy, Clydesdale
Crack the Bud, guzzle,
Moozy with the Mitsubishi
Uncle Jimmy with the money flossing out in AC
Randy Quaid the turtleneck
Erma with the jungle mad neat(?)
Beamer the tan seats,
Smack the taco out mouth, green couch