Luyện nghe bài hát No Selling (Uncle Butch Pretending It Dont Hurt)

I got a a facade
I got a play it
Like when you with a girl and she go away to
Gonna get a leather shirt, my stomach never
face, strong jaw, shown through my competitors
I tear my ACL, and wouldn't even
I my head up high, so I can read the blimps
Don't even scream if hot burns my finger tips
I wait a couple seconds then I reattempt
Had a childhood, my shit was wild hood
But crying ain't my cause I can smile good
I don't take shit personal, I get jealous
You can my name off, you can misspell it
I ain't yelling
I ain't mad
I ain't screaming, catching feelings, and breathing bad,
My phrase is "so what?"
I'm stone-cut, I'm bad to the bone, no need to up
before the storm or something
I cried since '94 or something

My legs tired cause I been things
That is exhausting, I'm in a ton of pain
But I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no
Tryna write fire, my pen full of
That burned my hand, I'm in a ton of pain
But I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no

I won't sweat it, it happened to every year
I hit my thumb with a hammer and wouldn't shed a tear,
Still waters, I'm running deep
Airplane hit turbulence, shit, I'm still
I hit my on the bed corner and run a sprint
I cried once, but haven't for every summer
For those of you doubting, I take it that far
I had an asthma attack the last bar

My tired cause I been running things
shit is exhausting, I'm in a ton of pain
But I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no
Tryna write fire, my pen full of
That shit my hand, I'm in a ton of pain
But I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no

You ain't coming then a note
That shit get to me, I it don't
I gotta a facade
I play it cool
Like when you with a girl and she in school
Gonna get a leather shirt, my stomach never
Strong face, strong jaw, through my competitors
It ain't me in spot, wishing it could've been
The homie got that shit, well good for him

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