Luyện nghe bài hát My Skin is My Sin

Motherfucker, you'd better yourself

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

See I'm a chicken hawk and I'm hunting chicken and
It ain't nothing but hard time
Just got a
I got a deuce-five and I'm black as Sarafina

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

And that chief named Willie
Can take his ass back to Philly
Dropped a bomb on a crew named
ago, here's a hoe

That's ready to stop me, think I'm Khadafi
in a six-tre jalopy
They to give me ten in the pen
I'm smelling like 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 around Tupac, just bought a new glock
And I want you got
So give it up so I can live it up
Just the rich but I still eat grits

I don't know
But I can still beat the dog shit out of
You you want to put in work
Plotting to blow up a

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

Lamb of God and odd
That Allah is a man that need a tan
And you can't when I talk like that
And why do black men have to walk like

'Cause we swing low a chariot
And now I got all on my dick
my shoe size is much bigger than 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)

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

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

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

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

When will you open your eyes and realize?
Pepsi, niggas got a new generation
And we don't your American education
Ain't no brain washing way
America, Tom Meztger, and KKK

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

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

So run run, yous to best start running
Because the 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)