Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Iz Blak

[Hard
the math
Mau Mau be land and freedom
Reperation and apologies, for Africa to America
Guerilla-type tactics on them socialistic
It be about, the devestations of the social thought
Keep a brown man down
wantin to keep our (?) set nigga
The way Franz Fanon put it, you lucky I "wretched" yet

Black - Mos Def]
Yo, you fucked up in the now
Big Black, Mr. Chairman of the Mau Mau
I hear the in all-black surround sound
Barricaded so you can't around now
Doin for my clan that ain't around now
Buried six feet deep the ground now
My loud sound pound down the earth crush in and bow down
There's faultlines in the now - shake 'em down

[Smooth Black - Charli
Black Chevy, Mau Maus, ready
BLAOW BLAOW, deadly, femme fatale
Underground, rats in this rat
and black race sell out to the blackface
and rag grin, laugh not my light
be from pH
UHH, backseat in
I'm the only bitch with Big Black and them

Who the crew? M-A-U, M-A-U, gun
Bout to attack the track when BLAK IZ
Well how black? HEART, BLAK MIND, BLAK SOUL
Mau (HOOTIE HOO!) We was born to roll!
Who the crew? M-A-U, M-A-U, aim
Bout to attack the track when BLAK IZ
How black? BLAK TIL WE REACH THE BLACK HEARSE
What's - SHADE OF THE UNIVERSE

[Mo - Canibus]
Yo, yo
Yo Mo Black start to black out bitches pass out
Stick my dick in they mouth and dig they back out
Black monk like Thesalonius, the got a black phobia
That's why tap my black Nokia
Black fathers, mothers, black brothers
to each other, goin upstate in black buses
Black thugs, wrap in backwoods
Smoke til got black tongues, black lips and black lungs
Blak iz blak, wack MC's get
Forced to go home and dial

[1/16th Black - MC
who that? Yo right there; blue eyes, and black hair
Kill 'em a rhyme, or the bottom of my Nike Airs
So quick son one, you don't want me to finish
or I'll quickly you to 1950 and do you like the British
Head on a spear, ear to ear
For Africa Maxima, I'ma you out of here
Mr. 1/16th, born to kill your self
Born from part devil, part from Queens
Knowledge that we drop, you don't even with
That's like me a rap Grammy, givin it to Lyn(?) Smith

[Jo
Yo, yo
Everything black is and shit
Blackheads, blackmail, black and shit
Funerals, niggaz gotta black and shit
Black cars, black clothes on they and shit
Blackballed, if we don't kiss ass and shit
Blacklisted see ya nigga, and you're that's it
White bitches, they be black and shit
Tan lotion on they white flat ass and

[Double
Aiyyo all the Mau gather up and let's attack
they're tryin to fuck with our images
and I that shit is crazy wack
And as a matter of fact, want us niggaz
to and laugh - I guess they never seen a bloodbath
Brothers and are dyin, babies are bein taken out
So what the fuck want me to rap about?
About how I am, to be livin in the slum
where shorties walk around totin big guns

Hard droppin science, born to roll
Mau droppin science, born to roll
Hard Black droppin science, to roll
Mau Maus droppin science, to roll

[Hard
Nigga, nigga you think rhymes?
You think they fuckin rhymes? This this this PHILOSOPHY
the end of redneck-ass catastrophes
Puttin a in the, ass of my history!
Forty-one of reality for the generations to come after me!
As it be, hath no FURY like a black man scorned
Nigga BLAK IZ BLAK, officially been warned
Nigga - you've officially warned
You hear me? You've you you've BEEN WARNED
You've been TOLD nigga, you've been fuckin been warned
This is for dome, straight up
MAU MAU STYLE, FROM THE FOREST KNAHMEAN?
You've OFFICIALLY been told how gon' come down
End of sytle
You've been told how it's gon' be, knahmean?
Black, Mau Mau
Black, Mau Mau
Big Black, Mau Mau
Black, Mau Mau
Jo Black, Mo Black, Black.