Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Iz Blak

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

[Big - Mos Def]
Yo, you fucked up in the 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 that around now
six feet deep beneath the ground now
My loud sound down make the earth crush in and bow down
There's in the ground now - shake 'em down

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

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

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

[1/16th - MC Serch]
Aiyyo who that? Yo there; blue eyes, and black hair
'em with 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 like the
Head on a spear, ear to ear
For Africa Maxima, I'ma you out of here
Mr. 1/16th, born to your self esteem
Born from part devil, 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
black is wack 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 gone it
bitches, they wanna be black and shit
Tan on they white flat ass and shit

[Double
Aiyyo all the Mau Maus gather up and attack
they're tryin to fuck with our images
and I think that is crazy wack
And as a matter of fact, want us niggaz
to smile and laugh - I guess they seen a bloodbath
Brothers and sisters are dyin, are bein taken out
So what the fuck want me to rap about?
About how happy I am, to be livin in the
where little walk around 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 they fuckin rhymes? This 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, hell hath no FURY like a man scorned
Nigga BLAK IZ BLAK, you've officially been
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
is for your dome, straight up
MAU MAU STYLE, BACK FROM THE KNAHMEAN?
You've OFFICIALLY told how it's gon' 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.