Luyện nghe bài hát Hannibal Lecture

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Being here in America doesn't make you an
Being born here in America make you an American
Why if birth made you an American you need any legislation
You wouldn't any amendments to the Constitution
I don't see any dream, I see an American nightmare
I'm one of the 42 million black people who are the victims of

Aiyyo we all in now, all in together now
Hard truth soldierin, hard truth SHIT
Keep on servin 'em, cause you know we do
in my Chevy down the streets of New York, they feel me
I grip, and hit up the spot
Snatch Flav as my dual burn up the block
We bumpin hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy
On the street they hear my beat, my 69 is
Smash Lennox, head up to the 'View
Some reporter wanna holla and I said it was
know about the album and the Enemy's new
How P.E. and Guerilla Funk is keepin it
Breakin talkin politics, you know how it go
'Bout the war and how shitty that we murder for dough
Then the reporter asked a question, I had to mash
How, I would act if every day was my last
How if every day I 'bout my family in this
I'd be murdered on these in a puddle of piss
Or if I would get some news that my brother had
If they ran up in my house and my kids and my wife
Or if we was and somebody took all our thangs
If my was abducted, never heard from again
I to compare it, so he could observe
When I made the parallels with how livin abroad
I can't ignore it, pigs ride deep in the streets
Cap a nigga for his wallet, beat another for
And the cold part about it, life is cheaper than
Down there on the bottom kill each other for scraps
Imagine that, propoganda got the confused
Damned by the that keep 'em subdued
I been around the world, a lot of shit in my life
Same sirens, same birds swirlin at night
Same racism, profilin of us all
Same outsiders we live enforcin the law
Gats clappin on the streets, gunplayin heat
Same prisons full of brothers herded in sheep
Same that'll burn folks for pay
Same in communities we die everyday
brutality and ignorance, now what will it take
to break the cycle, get the people away?
That's why I'm out of tears for 'em, all out of tears for 'em
Even though my heart goes out, what the you cryin 'bout?
Money for but, what about home?
When the way we live is shitty the love for our own?
I can't decide it, it's real, I hit you proof
Maybe I'll be suicided I hit you with truth
See they kill for less what we say on records to you
Hear the message in the music from a to you, now listen

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Save my life you gotta, save my you gotta [x3]
Save us, us