Luyện nghe bài hát America - Society

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

Oh


(America)
Sweet land of liberty

I'm doing this one for the
And every bad doin'
Sista, daddy and
Who in the gutter
You
cars
And a heart
Another
Yo' own
And a place to
You
'em ??
And a li' (life)
A crib
And a home cooked
Every single
feel with you
Goin'
But I coulda you
its time to be a man
Do all you can
See lands
And don't be livin' for the man
Take time out and in
Be the man
And close ? watch your
And
You'll
A better then
But on the other
You so god stubboran
And you be
Startin'
And since you made president
We even seen you since
You need to (You to)
our schools
Rebuild our church and
Stop killin' my own
And my Earth alone
And stop tappin' my
And searchin' my
And keep your feelings home
you bandin' my chrome
Do it for the
Weak and the
And to his own
We do it for the goal
So when all the heat is

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 country 'tis of ('tis of thee)
of Liberty (Liberty)
But never be (Never Be - NO!)
No way
Not in America (uh-uh Not in America)
Not in (No)

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

They inter-catching you with satellites in space
Now...Who invented niggaz in the place?
And said is the original birthplace?
Who gettin' 10 - 20 - Life on they first
My

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I'm doin' one for the
in the streets
Who ain't a beat
Do it for the
and the blind
And those who don't eat
Do it for all the
of the corn
And the
Do it for the speedy
And all the lies you sworn
How you keep the man
Old Mr. Crooked ass man
When your congregation drivin' a brand new Benz
And writing brand new
on a million men
And all my brothers, sisters, daddys, and them doin' time in the Penn

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