Luyện nghe bài hát Hannibal Lecture

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Being here in America doesn't make you an
born here in America doesn't make you an American
Why if made you an American you wouldn't need any legislation
You need any amendments to the Constitution
I don't see any American dream, I see an 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 soldierin, hard truth soldier SHIT
Keep on servin 'em, cause you know we do
Mashin in my Chevy down the of New York, they feel me
I smooth grip, and hit up the
Snatch Flav as my dual burn up the block
We hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast
On the they hear my beat, my 69 is fast
Smash Lennox, head up to the 'View
Some reporter wanna and I said it was cool
Wanna about the album and the Enemy's new
How P.E. and Guerilla is keepin it movin
Breakin bread politics, you know how it go
'Bout the war and how shitty that we murder for dough
Then the reporter asked a question, that I had to
How, I would act if day was maybe my last
How if every day I worried 'bout my in this
I'd be murdered on street in a puddle of piss
Or if I get some news that my brother had died
If they ran up in my house and held my kids and my
Or if we was looted and somebody took all our
If my sister was abducted, never heard from
I began to compare it, so he could
When I made the parallels with how they abroad
I ignore it, these pigs ride deep in the streets
Cap a nigga for his wallet, another for free
And the cold part about it, is cheaper than that
there people on the bottom kill each other for scraps
Imagine that, got the people confused
by the media that keep 'em subdued
I been the world, seen a lot of shit in my life
sirens, same ghetto birds swirlin at night
Same racism, each of us all
outsiders where we live enforcin the law
Gats clappin on the streets, gunplayin heat
Same prisons of brothers herded in like sheep
Same that'll burn folks for pay
conditions in communities we die everyday
Same brutality and ignorance, now what it take
to break the motherfuckin cycle, get the people
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 but, what about home?
When the way we live is shitty where's the for our own?
I can't it, it's real, I hit you with proof
Maybe I'll be cause I hit you with truth
See kill for less than what we say on records to you
Hear the message in the music from a rebel to you, now

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