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 doing one for the struggle
And every bad doin'
Sista, and mother
Who livin' in the
You
cars
And a better
start
Yo' own
And a place to
You
'em ??
And a li' (life)
A crib
And a home meal
Every single
feel with you
Goin'
But I warned you
its time to be a man
Do all you can
See lands
And don't be for the other man
Take out and settle in
Be the man
And close ? watch friends
And
You'll
A better then
But on the hand
You so god damn
And you be
shit
And ever since you president
We ain't even seen you
You to (You need to)
our schools
Rebuild our and homes
Stop killin' my own
And leave my alone
And tappin' my phone
And searchin' my
And keep personal feelings home
When you my chrome
Do it for the
Weak and the
And to his own
We do it for the main
So when all the heat is

This game 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 country 'tis of ('tis of thee)
Land of (Liberty)
But that'll be (Never Be - NO!)
No way
Not in America (uh-uh Not in America)
Not in (No)

You only got 2 bucks and give less than a fuck -- you a nigga
Got a nice home and a truck -- you a nigga
World champions and you M.V.P -- you a
4 and a Ph.D -- still a nigga
You use platinum ?? 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 a nigga
You from the islands and your peoples wasn't slaves -- you a
No matter how much your ass get paid -- you a nigga
Shot by the cops at a traffic -- cause you a nigga
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 is the original birthplace?
Who gettin' 10 - 20 - on they first case?
My

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I'm doin' one for the
Kids in the
Who missed a beat
Do it for the
and the blind
And those who eat meat
Do it for all the
Children of the
And the
Do it for the trials
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 writing new sins
Lyin' on a men
And all my brothers, sisters, them daddys, and them doin' time in the

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