Luyện nghe bài hát Until The Nipple's Gone

Ninety-nine bottles of ink on the
Stare at the stars, and they fall
tall and shrink, small
Maybe they all fell asleep at the
Y'all not clear to call a career
Stop the bus, I'm off here
Get down, and got near
Just to you drown in them crocodile tears
Dressed up all with a clown mask
Shred the system, clash
Fall back when my feet ground
Hit the Heathrow tarmac where the pound at?
Self-service, it to go
A lot of work for a little bit of
Wipe the dirt out the of the soul
Fish my pole from the middle of the snow
running, bound to build something
Even though we all by hills crumbling
Lil young'n, we kill
Come hit us up, you wanna the function?
We proof of what you do
if you would have took the lead to speak
You look little sheep in a wolf suit
Lost on a rook move,
sense of direction, misconception
Get check and then skip the lesson
Get paranoid and protection
Get destroyed by the boy stepped in
nobody gon' stay when the stack cracks
Nowadays they ain't save a rat's ass
Hit the gas and past the trash
I want it any other way and that's that
On this tit till going flat
When I'm gone you can my frozen tracks
My crew stay deep and we relax
Ain't going to sleep, too old for
They say go to hell if you're fold some cash
ring the bell, there ain't no more class
Pot or smack, but don't know the
Spot is packed, who the map?
I'm not convinced, y'all
You're on the tryna choke the bat
I headline shows that hoping that
I get mine, can go cloak and dag'
You had the chance to me back
I still advance, slow 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, your hands 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 online bout to score tickets
I was born a crumb, I'm a decision
I'll die a crumb, I'm sure written
But first 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 lack of
Only thing that you're killing me is laughter
They used to cap and call me a
But they was mad I had my mack
Went up the and I seen the ants
So now I treat each track like it's the last
Can't take it for granted, cause when it's
I gotta my breath to the shit I've run
Gotta respect the I'm sitting on
So let's get it on until the gone