Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Iz Blak

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

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

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

Who the crew? M-A-U, M-A-U, gun
to attack the track 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
Bout to the track when BLAK IZ BLAK
How BLAK WOMB 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
my black dick in they mouth and dig they back out
Black monk like Thesalonius, the government got a phobia
That's why they tap my black
Black fathers, mothers, black brothers
to each other, goin upstate in black buses
Black thugs, wrap in backwoods
Smoke til they got tongues, black lips and black lungs
Blak iz blak, MC's get smacked
to go home and dial 1-800-I-CAN'T-RAP

[1/16th - MC Serch]
Aiyyo who that? Yo right blue eyes, and black hair
Kill 'em with a rhyme, or the bottom of my Airs
So quick son pick one, you don't 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, drive you out of here
Mr. 1/16th, to kill your self esteem
Born from part devil, cracker from Queens
Knowledge we drop, you don't even build with
That's like me winnin a rap Grammy, it to Lyn(?) Smith

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

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

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

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