Luyện nghe bài hát Amerika

'Posed to be land of the free, I see how
me in, oh, Amerika
Oh, Amerika, Amerika,
Sweet of liberty, y'all

I'm doing this one for the
And every bad brotha, sista, daddy and mother
Who livin' in the gutter you better cars
And a better heart, start
Yo' own yard and a place to

You want a truck and and a better life
A crib and a home cooked meal
Every single night, feel with you
Goin' through but I coulda you
When time to be a man, do all you can

See lands and don't be livin' for the other man
time out and settle in, be the better man
And closely your friends
And then you'll a lil' better then
But on the hand, you so God damn stubborn

And you be shit
And ever since you made President we ain't seen you since
You need to visit our
Rebuild our church and homes, killin' my own kind
And leave my Earth

And stop my phone and searchin' my bro
And keep your personal feelings home you bendin' my chrome
Do it for the weak and the strong and to his own
We do it for the main goal so all the heat is gone

This game wasn't to me, it was sold to me
And we are free, no way
Not in Amerika, not
Our country 'tis of thee, land of
But that'll be, no way
Not in Amerika, not in

You only got 2 bucks and give than a fuck, then you a nigga
Got a nice and a Lexus truck, you a nigga
champions and you M.V.P. you a nigga
4 and a Ph.D, still a nigga

You use your platinum card, you need 4 ID's, then you's a
If your skin is brown just me, then you a nigga
Got a promotion and a fat ass raise, you still a
You the islands 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 you a nigga
That's why I hold too, I sell bi coastal, international
They inter-catching you satellites in deep space

Now who invented in the first place
And said America is the original
Who gettin' 10 20 life on they case, my niggaz

This game wasn't told to me, it was to me
And we are free, no way
Not in Amerika, not
Our 'tis of thee, land of liberty
But never be, no way
Not in Amerika, not in

I'm doin' one for the kids in the streets who ain't missed a beat
Do it for the deaf and the and those who don't eat meat
Do it for all the children of the corn and the
Do it for the speedy and all the lies you done sworn

How you keep the man, old Mr. Crooked ass preachin' man
When whole congregation drivin' a brand new Benz
And brand new sins, lyin' on a million men
And all my brothers, sisters, them
And them doin' time in the

This wasn't told to me, it was sold to me
And we are free, no way
Not in Amerika, not
Our country 'tis of thee, land of
But that'll be, no way
Not in Amerika, not in

This game wasn't to me, it was sold to me
And we are free, no way
Not in America, not
Our country of thee, land of liberty
But that'll be, no way
Not in America, not in