Luyện nghe bài hát Until The Nipple's Gone

Ninety-nine bottles of ink on the
Stare at the stars, and they fall
Stand tall and shrink,
Maybe they all fell at the mall
Y'all not what to call a career
Stop the bus, I'm hopping off
Get down, snuck and got
Just to watch you drown in them tears
up all black with a clown mask
Shred the system, clash
Fall back my feet touch ground
Hit the Heathrow like where the pound at?
Self-service, it to go
A lot of for a little bit of dough
Wipe the dirt out the of the soul
Fish with my pole the middle of the snow
Still running, bound to something
though we all surrounding by hills crumbling
Lil young'n, we assumption
Come hit us up, you feel the function?
We proof of you could do
if you would have took the to speak truth
You look little sheep in a wolf suit
Lost on a move, shoot
that sense of direction,
Get your check and then skip the
Get paranoid and protection
Get destroyed by the boy stepped in
Ain't nobody gon' when the stack cracks
Nowadays ain't tryna save a rat's ass
Hit the gas and past the trash
I wouldn't want it any other way and that
On this tit till it's going
I'm gone you can taste my frozen tracks
My crew stay deep and we don't
Ain't to sleep, too old for naps
They say go to if you're tryna fold some cash
Well the bell, there ain't no more class
Pot or smack, but don't the facts
Spot is packed, who owns the
I'm not convinced, overact
You're on the bench choke the bat
I headline shows they hoping that
I get mine, can go cloak and dag'
You had the to hold me back
I still advance, slow to black
Y'all are just till it all collapse
Put your hands up and throw me claps, c'mon

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

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