Luyện nghe bài hát America

Yeah, its like wakin up 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 myself up to become one
Ain't ya happy I chose rap, I'm tha?

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

To my G's on the flee the coppers
Stiff on freeze in funeral parlors
From the I come up a phoenix caked up
take what I'm eatin n came up a dismissive kid

You lucky if you allowed to witness this mouth
Wild? Hardly, a man's man who woulda
The beach and wild parties
Jezebel's and Stella

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

Probably all these he see
From my shows
From to rhyme, my stories is
I'm from the 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 and snitches? The economy
Lipstick from Marilyn Monroe blew a death to Fidel Castro
Hed me to spit this

Only the strong survive, Nas bear
The is all I can see
cop acquitted for murder, black cop, cop a plea
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 you the latest dances, trends and fashion?
But when it comes to residuals, they past us
into the fabric, they can't stand us
Even in white tee's, blue jeans and red

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

(America, is not what you think it is)

Assassinations, diplomatic
Killed indigenous people built a new
Involuntary labor, took a knife a woman naval
her premature baby, let her man see you rape her

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

Believin she the sin is here
You played her an apron like, Bring me my dinner, dear
She the nigger here, ain't we in the free
Death 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
When the empire fall how crazy that'll be

(America, America)

(America, this is not what you it is)

(America, is not what you think it is)