Luyện nghe bài hát America

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

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

deceivin, can't believe my achievements
Cultural strata, persona's that of a
Because I don't need nada except for Prada
For winters, tattoos got my summer's sleeveless

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

You lucky if you allowed to witness this savvy
Wild? Hardly, a man's man who knew
The beach houses and parties
and Stella McCartney's

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

all these stones he see
From my overseas
From crime to rhyme, my is
I'm the home of the thieves

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

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

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

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

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

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

(America, this is not you think it is)

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

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

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

Barbarity, I'm in the Double-R
Buggin how I made it out the hood, me
How far we really from third world
the empire fall imagine how crazy that'll be

(America, America)

(America, this is not you think it is)

(America, this is not you think it is)