Luyện nghe bài hát America

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

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

Streets deceivin, can't my achievements
Cultural strata, that of a non-needer
I don't need nada except for Prada beaver
For cold winters, tattoos got my sleeveless

To my G's on the from the coppers
Stiff bodies on freeze in funeral
From the slums I come up a caked up
Tryna take what I'm eatin n came up a kid

You lucky if you allowed to witness this mouth
Hardly, a man's man who woulda knew
The beach houses and wild
Jezebel's and McCartney's

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

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

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

Blessed, the is a G, he gotta be
the God of suckers and snitches? The economy
Lipstick from Marilyn Monroe blew a death kiss to Fidel
Hed want me to spit

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

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

Who give you the dances, trends and fashion?
But when it to residuals, they look past us
Woven into the fabric, they can't us
in white tee's, blue jeans and red bandannas

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

(America, this is not you think it is)

Assassinations, relations
indigenous people built a new nation
Involuntary labor, a knife split a woman naval
Took her baby, let her man see you rape her

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

she the reason sin is here
You played her with an like, Bring me my dinner, dear
She the nigger here, we in the free world?
Death penalty in Texas, kill young boys and

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

(America, America)

(America, is not what you think it is)

(America, this is not what you it is)