Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Iz Blak

[Hard
the math
Mau Mau be about land and
Reperation and apologies, for Africa to oddesseys
tactics on them socialistic fallacies
It be about, the devestations of the social thought
Keep a man down sport
They wantin to our (?) set nigga
The way Franz Fanon put it, you I ain't "wretched" yet

[Big - Mos Def]
Yo, you up in the game now
Big Black, Mr. Chairman of the Mau Mau
I the world in all-black surround sound
so you can't move around now
Doin this for my clan ain't around now
six feet deep beneath the ground now
My loud sound pound down make the earth in and bow down
faultlines in the ground now - shake 'em down

[Smooth Black - Baltimore]
Black Chevy, Mau Maus, ready
BLAOW, black deadly, femme fatale
Underground, rats in this rat
and black race cats sell out to the
and rag grin, laugh not my skin
be S-M-O-O-T-H pH
UHH, backseat in
cause I'm the only bitch Big Black and them

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

[Mo Black -
Yo, yo
Yo when Mo Black start to out bitches pass out
Stick my black dick in they and dig they back out
Black monk like Thesalonius, the got a black phobia
why they tap my black Nokia
Black fathers, black mothers, brothers
handcuffed to other, goin upstate in black buses
Black thugs, wrap drugs in
Smoke til they got tongues, black lips and black lungs
Blak iz blak, MC's get smacked
Forced to go and dial 1-800-I-CAN'T-RAP

Black - MC Serch]
Aiyyo who that? Yo right there; blue eyes, and black
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
on a spear, contusions ear to ear
For Africa Maxima, I'ma drive you out of
Mr. 1/16th, to kill your self esteem
from part devil, part cracker from Queens
Knowledge that we drop, you don't even build
That's me winnin a rap Grammy, givin it to Lyn(?) Smith

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

[Double
all the Mau Maus gather up and let's attack
because they're tryin to fuck with our
and I think that shit is wack
And as a of fact, they want us niggaz
to smile and laugh - I guess they never a bloodbath
Brothers and sisters are dyin, are bein taken out
So what the fuck they want me to rap
how happy I am, to be livin in the slum
where little shorties walk totin big guns

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

Black]
Nigga, you think these 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 shots of reality for the generations to come me!
As it be, hell hath no FURY like a man scorned
Nigga BLAK IZ BLAK, officially been warned
- you've officially been warned
You hear me? You've you you've BEEN WARNED
You've been TOLD nigga, you've been fuckin OFFICIALLY warned
This is for dome, straight up
MAU MAU STYLE, BACK FROM THE FOREST
You've OFFICIALLY been told how it's come down
End of millineium
You've officially been how it's gon' be, knahmean?
Black, Mau Mau
Black, Mau Mau
Big Black, Mau Mau
Black, Mau Mau
Jo Black, Mo Black, Black.