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 they all asleep at the mall
Y'all not clear to call a career
the bus, I'm hopping off here
Get down, and got near
Just to watch you drown in them crocodile
up all black with a clown mask
Shred the system, sound
Fall back my feet touch ground
Hit the Heathrow like where 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 with my pole from the middle of the
running, bound to build something
Even we all surrounding by hills crumbling
Lil young'n, we kill
Come hit us up, you wanna feel the
We proof of you could do
if you would have took the to speak truth
You look cute little in a wolf suit
Lost on a rook move,
that of direction, misconception
Get your check and skip the lesson
Get and collect protection
Get by the boy just stepped in
Ain't nobody gon' stay the stack cracks
Nowadays they ain't tryna a rat's ass
Hit the gas and mash the trash
I wouldn't want it any way and that's that
On tit till it's going flat
When I'm gone you can my frozen tracks
My stay deep and we don't relax
Ain't going to sleep, too old for
They say go to hell if you're tryna fold some
Well ring the bell, ain't no more class
Pot or smack, but don't the facts
is packed, who owns the map?
I'm not convinced, overact
on the bench tryna choke the bat
I headline shows that they that
I get mine, they can go and dag'
You had the chance to hold me
I still advance, fade to black
are just ants till it all collapse
Put both your up and throw me claps, c'mon

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

We get 'em jumping around like a of crickets
and that's ordinary normal
And you trying to ignore the
But your girl's online bout to some tickets
I was born a crumb, I'm a decision
I'll die a crumb, I'm sure it's
But first I'ma smash ornaments
and then bounce 'fore they announce the court's
We all rapper
We all wanna capture like any of it matters
Ass and a lack of words
Only thing you're killing me with is laughter
They used to cap and me a backpacker
But they was mad I had my mack
Went up the ladder and I the ants
So now I treat each track it's the last chapter
take it for granted, cause when it's done
I subject my breath to the shit I've run
Gotta respect the mess I'm on
So let's get it on until the gone