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

I got a a facade
I got a it cool
Like when you with a girl and she go away to
Gonna get a leather shirt, my stomach hurts
Strong face, strong jaw, shown my competitors
I my ACL, and wouldn't even limp
I keep my head up high, so I can the blimps
Don't even if something 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 style I can smile good
I don't take shit personal, I get jealous
You can leave my off, you can misspell it
I ain't yelling
I ain't mad
I screaming, catching feelings, and breathing bad, yeah
My favorite is "so what?"
I'm stone-cut, I'm bad to the bone, no to blow up
Calm before the or something
I ain't cried since '94 or

My legs tired cause I been running
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 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 a hammer and wouldn't shed a tear, yeah
Still waters, I'm running deep
hit turbulence, shit, I'm still 'sleep
I hit my knee on the bed and run a sprint
I once, but haven't for every summer since
For those of you that's doubting, I take it far
I had an asthma attack the last bar

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

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

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