Luyện nghe bài hát Until The Nipple's Gone

Ninety-nine of ink on the wall
Stare at the stars, and they fall
tall and shrink, small
Maybe all fell asleep at the mall
Y'all not clear to call a career
the bus, I'm hopping off here
Get down, snuck and got
Just to watch you drown in them crocodile
Dressed up all black with a clown
Shred the system, clash
Fall back when my feet ground
Hit the Heathrow tarmac like the pound at?
Self-service, it to go
A lot of work for a bit of dough
Wipe the dirt out the window of the
Fish my pole from the middle of the snow
Still running, to build something
Even though we all surrounding by hills
Lil young'n, we assumption
Come hit us up, you wanna the function?
We of what you could do
if you would took the lead to speak truth
You look little sheep in a wolf suit
on a rook move, shoot
that sense of direction,
Get your check and then the lesson
Get and collect protection
Get by the boy just stepped in
Ain't nobody gon' when the stack cracks
Nowadays they tryna save a rat's ass
Hit the gas and past the trash
I wouldn't want it any other way and that's
On this tit till it's flat
When I'm you can taste my frozen tracks
My stay deep and we don't relax
going to sleep, too old for naps
They say go to hell if tryna fold some cash
Well ring the bell, there ain't no class
Pot or smack, but know the facts
is packed, who owns the map?
I'm not convinced, y'all
You're on the tryna choke the bat
I headline shows they hoping that
I get mine, they can go and dag'
You had the chance to hold me
I still advance, fade to black
Y'all are ants till it all collapse
Put both hands up and throw me claps, c'mon

Clap, clap, clap, clap
Clap, clap, clap your to what he's doing

We get 'em jumping around a swarm of crickets
and ordinary normal business
And you to ignore the visit
But your girl's bout to score some tickets
I was born a crumb, I'm a poor
I'll die a crumb, I'm sure it's
But I'ma smash over ornaments
and then 'fore they announce the court's opinion
We all rapper
We all wanna capture stature like any of it
Ass backwards and a of words
Only thing that you're killing me with is
They used to cap and me a backpacker
But they was mad I had my mack
up the ladder and I seen the ants
So now I treat each track it's the last chapter
Can't take it for granted, cause it's done
I gotta subject my to the shit I've run
Gotta respect the I'm sitting on
So get it on until the nipple's gone