Luyện nghe bài hát America

Yeah, its wakin up from a bad dream
(America)
to figure out you wasnt dreamin in the first place

If all I saw was gangsters comin up as a
and money the only language I clung ta
Claim ta, I bought up to become one
Ain't ya happy I chose rap, I'm tha?

Streets deceivin, believe my achievements
Cultural strata, persona's of a non-needer
Because I don't need nada except for Prada
For cold winters, tattoos got my summer's

To my G's on the flee from the
bodies on freeze in funeral parlors
From the I come up a phoenix caked up
Tryna take I'm eatin n came up a dismissive kid

You lucky if you to witness this savvy mouth
Wild? Hardly, a man's man who knew
The beach and wild parties
Jezebel's and Stella

For all that, how can I not be dead?
This old German said I was a thug a notty head
Looked at my Benz and called a Nazi sled
With a face like he wonder I got my bread

Probably all stones he see
my shows overseas
From to rhyme, my stories is
I'm from the of the thieves

America, pay
(America)
Wake up, this is not you think it is
(America)
America, pay
(America)
This is not what you it is

Blessed, the Lord is a G, he be
Who's the God of suckers and The economy
from Marilyn Monroe blew a death kiss to Fidel Castro
Hed want me to this

the strong survive, Nas bear witness
The is all I can see
White cop acquitted for murder, cop, cop a plea
That type of make me stop and think

We in chronic need of a second of the law books
And the race dichotomy
Too many rappers, and actors
But not enough niggas in

Who give you the latest dances, trends and
But when it comes to residuals, they past us
Woven into the fabric, they stand us
in white tee's, blue jeans and red bandannas

America, pay
(America)
Wake up, is not what you think it is
(America)
America, pay
(America)
This is not you think it is

(America, this is not what you it is)

Assassinations, diplomatic
Killed indigenous built a new nation
Involuntary labor, took a split a woman naval
her premature baby, let her man see you rape her

If I could to the 1700's
I'd push a wheelbarrow full of dynamite through your
Love to sit in on the Senate and tell the government
Y'all don't treat women fair, she read about in the Bible

Believin she the reason sin is
You played her an apron like, Bring me my dinner, dear
She the nigger here, ain't we in the world?
penalty in Texas, kill young boys and girls

Barbarity, I'm in the casually
Buggin how I made it out the hood, me
How far we from third world savagery?
When the fall imagine how crazy that'll be

(America, America)

(America, is not what you think it is)

(America, is not what you think it is)