Luyện nghe bài hát Hannibal Lecture

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

Aiyyo we all in together now, all in now
Hard truth soldierin, truth soldier SHIT
Keep on servin 'em, cause you know we do
Mashin in my Chevy down the streets of New York, they me
I grip, and hit up the spot
Snatch Flav as my pipes burn up the block
We bumpin hardcore, heavyweight, blast
On the they hear my beat, my 69 is fast
Smash down Lennox, head up to the
reporter wanna holla and I said it was cool
Wanna about the album and the Enemy's new
How P.E. and Guerilla Funk is it movin
Breakin bread talkin politics, you how it go
'Bout the war and how it's shitty that we for dough
Then the reporter asked a question, that I had to
How, I act if every day was maybe my last
How if every day I worried 'bout my in this
I'd be murdered on these street in a puddle of
Or if I get some news that my brother had died
If they ran up in my house and held my and my wife
Or if we was looted and took all our thangs
If my sister was abducted, never heard again
I began to it, so he could observe
When I made the with how they livin abroad
I can't ignore it, these ride deep in the streets
Cap a nigga for his wallet, another for free
And the part about it, life is cheaper than that
Down there people on the bottom kill each for scraps
that, propoganda got the people confused
Damned by the media that keep 'em
I around the world, seen a lot of shit in my life
Same sirens, same ghetto birds at night
Same racism, profilin of us all
Same outsiders where we live the law
clappin on the streets, gunplayin with heat
Same prisons full of brothers in like sheep
Same turncoats burn folks for pay
Same conditions in communities we die
Same brutality and ignorance, now will it take
to break the motherfuckin cycle, get the away?
That's why I'm out of tears for 'em, all out of tears for 'em
Even my heart goes out, what the fuck you cryin 'bout?
Money for rebuilding but, about home?
When the way we live is shitty where's the love for our
I can't it, it's real, I hit you with proof
Maybe I'll be suicided cause I hit you with
See kill for less than what we say on records to you
the message in the music from a rebel to you, now listen

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Save my life you gotta, save my life you gotta
Save us, us