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
a brown man down sport
They wantin to keep our (?) set
The way Fanon put it, you lucky I ain't "wretched" yet

Black - 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
Barricaded so you move around now
Doin this for my that ain't around now
Buried six feet deep beneath the now
My loud pound down make the earth crush in and bow down
There's faultlines in the now - shake 'em down

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

[Mo - Canibus]
Yo, yo
Yo when Mo 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 black
why they tap my black Nokia
Black fathers, black mothers, brothers
handcuffed to each other, goin upstate in black
Black thugs, wrap drugs in
Smoke til they got black tongues, black and black lungs
iz blak, wack MC's get smacked
Forced to go home and dial

[1/16th - MC Serch]
Aiyyo who that? Yo right 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 you to 1950 and do you like the British
Head on a spear, ear to ear
For Maxima, I'ma drive you out of here
Mr. 1/16th, to kill your self esteem
Born from part devil, part cracker 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
black is wack and shit
Blackheads, blackmail, cats and shit
Funerals, niggaz gotta black and shit
Black cars, black clothes on backs and shit
Blackballed, if we don't kiss ass and shit
see ya nigga, and you're gone that's it
White bitches, they wanna be black and
Tan lotion on they white flat ass and

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

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

[Hard
Nigga, nigga you think rhymes?
You think they fuckin rhymes? This this this this
This the end of catastrophes
a plunger in the, ass of my history!
Forty-one shots of reality for the to come after me!
As it be, hell hath no like a black man scorned
Nigga BLAK IZ BLAK, you've been warned
- you've officially been warned
You hear me? You've you you've OFFICIALLY WARNED
You've been nigga, you've been fuckin OFFICIALLY been warned
This is for your dome, 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.