Luyện nghe bài hát White Privilege Part 2

Pulled into the lot, parked it
Zipped up my parka, joined the of marchers
In my head like, "is awkward?
Should I be here marching?"
if they can't, how can I breathe?
Thinking that they chant, what do I
I want to take a stance 'cause we are not
And I thought about it, we are not "we"
Am I in the outside looking in, or am I in the inside out?
Is it my to give my two cents?
Or I stand on the side and shut my mouth?
"No justice, no peace," okay, I'm saying
chanting out, "black lives matter," but I don't say it back
Is it for me to say? I don't know, so I watch and stand
In front of a line of that look the same as me
Only by a badge, a baton, a can of Mace, a mask
A shield, a gun with and hands that gives an alibi
In case dies behind a bullet that flies out of the nine
Takes another child's on sight

in the streets, no justice, no peace
No racist beliefs, no rest 'til we're
There's in the streets, no justice, no peace
No racist beliefs, no rest we're free
in the streets, no justice, no peace
No beliefs, no rest 'til we're free
There's in the streets, no justice, no peace
No racist beliefs, no 'til we're free

You've exploited and stolen the music, the
The magic, the passion, the fashion, you toy
The culture was never yours to make
You're Miley, you're Elvis, you're Azalea
Fake and so plastic, you've the magic
taken the drums and the accent you rapped in
Your brand of hip-hop, it's so fascist and
That Grandmaster go slap it, you bastard
All the that you made
All the watered down version of the culture, pal
Go buy a big-ass lawn, go with your big-ass
Get a big-ass fence, keep out
all stolen, anyway, can't you see that now?
There's no way for you to even out
You can the march, protest, scream and shout
Get on Twitter, and seem like you're down
But they see through it all, believe you now?
You publicly, "rest in peace, Mike Brown"
You speak equality, but do you really mean it?
Are you for freedom, or when it's convenient?
people to like you, want to be accepted?
That's why you are out here protesting
think for a second you don't have incentive
Is this you, well, then what's your intention?
the intention?
the intention?

"Pssst, I get it
by yourself and the last thing you want to do is take a picture
But seriously, my little girl you
She's always singing, gonna pop some tags'
I'm not kidding, my oldest, you even got him to go
And 'One Love,' oh my God, that song,
Their aunt is gay, when that came out
My son his whole class he was actually proud
That's so cool, what you're accomplishing
Even the old mom me likes it, 'cause it's positive
the only hip-hop that I let my kids listen to
'Cause you get it, all that stuff it isn't cool"
(Yeah?) "yeah, like, all the and the drugs
The bitches and the hoes and the and the thugs
Even the protest outside, so sad, and so
If a cop pulls you over, it's your if you run"
(Huh?)

Damn, a lot of opinions, a lot of confusion, a lot of
Some of us scared, some of us
And most of us aren't even attention
It like we're more concerned with being called racist
we actually are with racism
I've heard that silences are action and God that I've been passive
What if I read a article, actually had a dialogue
Actually at myself, actually got involved?
If I'm aware of my privilege and do nothing at all, I don't
Hip-hop has always political, yes
It's the reason why this music
So what the fuck has happened to my voice if I stay silent when black are dying
I'm trying to be politically correct?
I can book a tour, sell out the tickets
Rap entrepreneur, built his own
If I'm only in this for my own self-interest, not the culture that gave me a to begin with
Then isn't authentic, it is just a gimmick
The D.I.Y underdog, so
But the one thing the American fails to mention
Is I was steps ahead to begin with
My skin the hero, likeness, the image
America feels safe with my music in their
And it's me perfect, the role, I've fulfilled it
And if I'm the hero, you who gets cast as the villain
supremacy isn't just a white dude in Idaho
White supremacy protects the I hold
White supremacy is the soil, the foundation, the and the flag that flies outside of my home
supremacy is our country's lineage, designed for us to be indifferent
My success is the product of the same system that let off Wilson, guilty
We want to dress like, walk like, talk like, dance like, yet we just by
We take all we want from black culture, but we show up for black lives?
We want to dress like, walk like, talk like, dance like, yet we just by
We all we want from black culture, but will we show up for black lives?

silence is a luxury
is not a luxury
Your silence is a
Hip-hop is not a
Your is a luxury
Hip-hop is not a
Your is a luxury
Hip-hop is not a
I got for me, it is for me
What we made, we made to set us
I got for me, it is for me
What we made, we to set us free
I got for me, it is for me
What we made, we to set us free