Luyện nghe bài hát My Skin is My Sin

Motherfucker, you'd better break

My skin is my sin, look at my
Section 8, great
Balls like Ru and a big fat plank
Get you higher a spike lee joint

See I'm a chicken and I'm hunting chicken and watermelon
It ain't nothing but hard bailing
got a misdomener
'Cause I got a deuce-five and I'm black as

Get the hell out Somalia, we call y'all
I wait till I can kill all y'all
Fuck Reggie Denton and Jimmy Johnny
Damn, I couldn't get close to sock him

I plead your honor
'Cause I dissed the pope more times Sinead Oconnor
Huh huh, cool, like Butthead and
Truer than the mack but I'm than he is

And that chief named Willie
Can take his motherfucking ass back to
a bomb on a crew named move
Years ago, a hoe

That's ready to stop me, they think I'm
Rolling in a jalopy
want to give me ten in the pen
'Cause I'm smelling hen
My is my sin

My S K I N is my S I N
(Burning our skin)
My S K I N is my S I N
(Burning our skin)

I get like Tupac, just bought a new glock
And I what you got
So give it up so I can live it up
Just like the but I still eat grits

I don't karate
But I can beat the dog shit out of Nazis
You you want to put in work
to blow up a church

See, you are all the same
gun down a congregation in Jesus name
Using me as a scapegoat, well cracker sleep
Far from a goat, more like a black

of God and it's odd
That is a man that don't need a tan
And you can't stand when I like that
And why do black men have to walk like

'Cause we swing low like a
And now I got all on my dick
'Cause my shoe size is much bigger a motherfucking 10
My is my sin

My S K I N is my S I N
(Burning our skin)
My S K I N is my S I N
(Burning our skin)

that janky-ass nigga with last?
Standing like A G, pissing on America's
Dub c, the nigga from West
Westside maad circle bailing a double barrel

'Cause uh, my is my sin
And all I need is of self
And ammunition is my best
When it's to roll nigga, we ain't calling on Jesus

I'm mad dog for the 9 millimeters
'Cause I the song with those pecker woods to the fullest
And a by the name of America's on it
The bitch that jacked my forefathers

And the Indians my motherfucking religion
Place a holy Bible in my hand, but for
Jim Kelly said, you try to set me up? Shit
I'm too slick for lies in disguise

will you devils open your eyes and realize?
Like Pepsi, niggas got a new
And we don't want your American
Ain't no brain this way
America, Tom Meztger, and KKK

And to the named J.B.Stoner
let me catch you on no corners
I see you on TV talking more
But just like your punk-ass ancestors, yous a

a bitch if I ever saw one
Grand wizard bring your ass on so we can get physical
And watch God and prove
Not only mentally but the black man rules

So run devil run, yous to best start
the niggas are coming, oh, the niggas are coming
And ain't no way you win
'Cause I come a tribe of O.G.S and my skin is my sin

My S K I N is my S I N
(Burning our skin)
My S K I N is my S I N
(Burning our skin)