Luyện nghe bài hát Black America

(narration)
"The number of educational assistants that be back in September has gone down and that has some parents worried that students won't be getting the attention they need"
"We're going to continue the notes yesterday...."
"Thirteen year old Sharell Reeds says she likes her 8th grade History teacher Mr. Midding but isn't sure how long be around. Mr. Midding is the 10th person to teach this class since school started in September. Ten teachers in six months. Many of them weren't there long enough to learn the children's names."
"We don't have to go in a rent shit, we got our own housing, we got our own cars, we got our own hoes, we got our own clothes. You know, that's simple...new car new house..kids get to go to school, private school for courtesy of the mob"

One
What's with Black America
we teach our kids to want a big ole
big ole rims, loud
fall into a stereotype
that nigga ball but barely read or
know right wrong but wanna get on (whoop)
black house be a mama,
no daddy, barely keep the lights on
make forty thou as a school
fuck upon a star
they
get hit with a bill for a quarter mill
you my nigga
teachin' kids, I think you should pay 'em mo
Cause crack dealers got big bank roll
I tell my kids
Wanna be a like Obama
or to be a DJ, like
Packin' Don Cannon
the money only that makes sense
I'm
my role was Tupac, P and Papa
yes
as I lay me down to
I pray the lord my to keep
if I die before i wake
I'ma leave my nigga my extra
I'ma leave the homie my drugs
and all the phone numbers to all the
should I go to school or I sell drugs?
That's in Black America

(narration)
"I don't know...we don't what we spend, but we know we spend a lot. you know what I mean..so we gonna count this money. If it ain't Benjamin or Franklin or Benjamin Franklin...we paid.... I ain't carry that"
go broke too quick
ya dig
you know that
don't' go too quick
Next month motherfucker gonna be cryin, need to pay my rent, bitch you had six thousand dollars"
(street is cutthroat)

2
Street life is cut
If you a real nigga, sell
You go to school, you dropout
and if you step up, you get out
Priority? what's that?
I'ma buy my some Baby Jordans
Fuck paying bills, this more
I'm all day with my niggas, smoking
On section eight? Don't worry, things gonna be straight in a
rob steal, kill a motherfucker
I drink all day my vision blurry
The funny thing when my nigga home from the penn
we all
but a nigga come home with a four year degree we don't a fuck
that nigga's fake and that's real
My nigga, at what we teach our kids
Rims, jewelry, rims, jewelry, rims,
My nigga, at what we teach our youth
Gold chain, kill a nigga, chain, damn
I remember when my favorite said
fuck school nigga, bang me
fuck a job nigga, with me
fuck jail nigga, bang me
life in Black America
That's life in America
That's in Black America
That's in Black America
Life in America

(narration)
"I love my city, I my niggas no matter how gritty you is"
"Just see getting shot and living was more for my ego, that was for my image, I could, now I could walk around like Superman"
"They show off their scars the way war display Purple Hearts"
"I'm used to this gang banging shit.. I'm used to this shit"
"These hoods ain't dangerous than mine"
"Gang like Little J and his crew smoke kush every day"
"Grade A Kush...we smoke so much of this it should be against the law"
"He'll end up or in prison"

3
Dead, in jail or alive on my nigga it's showtime
Fuck them niggas on the other of town
better grab that pump cause it's go
No rappers, or ball players
we a bunch or real niggas trying to ball,
Flaunt that shit my my nigga, they gone come in and take it all player
no stall
right now hey, wish a make my day
Fuck 401k, that don't shit
my niggas around deep with an Ak all day
Better watch out for them sharks, cause be swimming
Cops come round this motherfucka every time real like me start winnin'
They don't care if I'm killin', they just care if I'm
They don't if I'm killin'
long as it's another man
with another man
I could shoot the nigga and keep dippin'
and death
is we gonna shoot til there's no one
sad that we gotta shoot another man
for some street and some hood respect

My favorite said
school nigga, bang with me
fuck a job nigga, with me
fuck jail nigga, with me
life in Black America
That's in Black America
That's life in America
life in Black America
Life in America
crack dealer got big roll,
my teacher, got no roll
look at what we our kids
rims, jewelry, rims, jewelry, rims,

(narration)
"it's was my little brother, it was like the half of my heart and he gone now"