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 up as a youngster
Pussy and the only language I clung ta
ta, I bought myself up to become one
Ain't ya happy I chose rap, I'm amongst

deceivin, can't believe my achievements
Cultural strata, persona's of a non-needer
Because I don't need nada for Prada beaver
For cold winters, got my summer's sleeveless

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

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

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

Probably all stones he see
From my shows
crime to rhyme, my stories is
I'm from the home of the

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 snitches? The
from Marilyn Monroe blew a death kiss to Fidel Castro
Hed want me to spit

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

We in chronic need of a look of the law books
And the whole race
Too rappers, athletes and actors
But not enough niggas in

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

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

(America, this is not what you it is)

Assassinations, relations
Killed indigenous built a new nation
labor, took a knife split a woman naval
Took her premature baby, let her man see you her

If I travel to the 1700's
I'd push a full of dynamite through your covenant
Love to sit in on the Senate and tell the government
Y'all treat women fair, she read about herself in the Bible

she the reason sin is here
You played her an apron like, Bring me my dinner, dear
She the nigger here, ain't we in the world?
Death penalty in Texas, kill boys and girls

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

(America, America)

(America, is not what you think it is)

(America, this is not you think it is)