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 from yesterday...."
"Thirteen year old Sharell Reeds says she likes her 8th grade History teacher Mr. but isn't sure how long he'll 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 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 paid for courtesy of the mob"

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

(narration)
"I don't know...we don't count 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 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 is cut throat
If you a nigga, sell dope
You don't go to school, you
and if you step up, you get out
Priority? what's that?
I'ma buy my some Baby Jordans
Fuck paying bills, this important
I'm all day with my niggas, smoking
On section eight? Don't worry, things gonna be straight in a
I'ma rob steal, kill a
I all day cause my vision blurry
The funny thing when my nigga come home the penn
we all
but a nigga come home with a four year degree we give a fuck
cause nigga's fake and that's real
My nigga, look at what we our kids
Rims, jewelry, rims, jewelry, rims,
My nigga, look at what we our youth
Gold chain, kill a nigga, chain, damn
I remember when my favorite rapper
school nigga, bang with me
fuck a job nigga, with me
jail nigga, bang with me
That's life in America
That's life in America
life in Black America
That's life in America
in Black America

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

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

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

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