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 this one for the struggle
And every bad brotha
Sista, daddy and
Who livin' in the
You
Better
And a better
start
Yo' own
And a to park
You
'em ??
And a li' (life)
A crib
And a home cooked
Every night
feel with 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
Take time out and in
Be the man
And close ? your friends
And
understand
A lil' better
But on the hand
You so god stubboran
And you be
shit
And since you made president
We ain't seen you since
You to (You need to)
our schools
Rebuild our church and
killin' my own kind
And my Earth alone
And stop my phone
And searchin' my
And keep your personal home
When you bandin' my
Do it for the
and the strong
And to his own
We do it for the goal
So all the heat is gone

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

You got 2 bucks and give less than a fuck -- then you a nigga
Got a nice home and a Lexus truck -- you a
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 is brown just like me -- then you a nigga
Got a promotion and a FAT ass raise -- you still a
You from the islands and your peoples slaves -- you a nigga
No matter how much your ass get paid -- you a nigga
Shot by the cops at a traffic stop -- you a nigga
That's why I hold too
I bi-coastal

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

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I'm doin' one for the
Kids in the
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 done
How you gon' the man
Old Mr. ass preachin' man
When whole congregation drivin' a brand new Benz
And brand new sins
on a million men
And all my brothers, sisters, them daddys, and them doin' time in the

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