Luyện nghe bài hát America - Society

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to be...
Land of the
I see how
me in
Uh

Oh


(America)
Sweet of liberty y'all

I'm this one for the struggle
And bad doin' brotha
Sista, daddy and
Who in the gutter
You
Better
And a heart
Another
Yo' own
And a to park
You
'em ??
And a li' (life)
A bigger
And a cooked meal
single night
He'll feel you
Goin'
But I warned you
When its to be a man
Do all you can
See lands
And be livin' for the other man
time out and settle in
Be the man
And close ? watch friends
And
You'll
A lil' then
But on the hand
You so god stubboran
And you be
shit
And ever since you president
We ain't even you since
You to (You need to)
Fill our
Rebuild our church and
Stop killin' my own
And leave my alone
And tappin' my phone
And my brone
And keep your personal feelings
When you my chrome
Do it for the
and the strong
And to his own
We do it for the main
So all the heat is gone

This game wasn't to me (Told to me)
It was to me (Sold to me)
And we are never (No!)
No way
Not in (Not America)
Not America (Not in uh-uh)
Our 'tis of thee ('tis of thee)
of Liberty (Liberty)
But that'll be (Never Be - NO!)
No way
Not in (uh-uh Not in this America)
Not in (No)

You only got 2 and give less than a fuck -- then you a nigga
Got a nice home and a Lexus truck -- you a
World champions and you M.V.P -- you a
4 and a Ph.D -- still a nigga
You use your platinum ?? for ID's -- you's a nigga
If your skin is just like me -- then you a nigga
Got a promotion and a FAT ass raise -- you still a
You from the and your peoples wasn't slaves -- you a nigga
No how much your ass get paid -- you still a nigga
Shot by the cops at a traffic stop -- cause you a
why I hold toast too
I bi-coastal

They inter-catching you satellites in deep space
Now...Who niggaz in the first place?
And said America is the original
Who gettin' 10 - 20 - on they first case?
My

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I'm this one for the
in the streets
Who ain't missed a
Do it for the
and the blind
And those who eat meat
Do it for all the
of the corn
And the
Do it for the trials
And all the lies you done
How you gon' the man
Old Mr. ass preachin' man
When your whole drivin' a brand new Benz
And writing new sins
Lyin' on a men
And all my brothers, sisters, them daddys, and them doin' time in the

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