Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Iz Blak

[Hard
Peep the
Mau Mau be land and freedom
and apologies, for Africa to America oddesseys
Guerilla-type tactics on them fallacies
It be about, the devestations of the social doministic
Keep a man down sport
They wantin to our (?) set nigga
The way Franz put it, you lucky I ain't "wretched" yet

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

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

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

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

Black - MC Serch]
Aiyyo who that? Yo right 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 take you to 1950 and do you the British
on a spear, contusions ear to ear
For Africa Maxima, I'ma drive you out of
Mr. 1/16th, born to kill your esteem
Born from devil, part cracker from Queens
Knowledge that we drop, you don't even with
That's like me winnin a rap Grammy, it to Lyn(?) Smith

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

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

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

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