Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Iz Blak

[Hard
Peep the
Mau Mau be about and freedom
Reperation and apologies, for Africa to oddesseys
Guerilla-type tactics on them fallacies
It be about, the devestations of the doministic thought
Keep a brown man sport
wantin to keep our (?) set nigga
The way Franz Fanon put it, you lucky I "wretched" yet

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

[Smooth - Charli Baltimore]
Black Chevy, Mau Maus, ready
BLAOW BLAOW, deadly, femme fatale
Underground, rats in rat race
and black race cats out to the blackface
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 M-A-U, M-A-U, gun ready
Bout to the track when BLAK IZ BLAK
Well how black? BLAK HEART, BLAK MIND, SOUL
Mau (HOOTIE HOO!) We was born to roll!
Who the M-A-U, M-A-U, aim fire
Bout to attack the when BLAK IZ BLAK
How black? BLAK WOMB TIL WE REACH THE BLACK
What's - SHADE OF THE UNIVERSE

[Mo Black -
Yo, yo
Yo Mo Black start to black out bitches pass out
Stick my black dick in they mouth and dig back out
Black monk like Thesalonius, the got a black phobia
why they tap my black Nokia
Black fathers, mothers, black brothers
handcuffed to other, goin upstate in black buses
Black thugs, wrap in backwoods
Smoke til got black tongues, black lips and black lungs
Blak iz blak, wack MC's get
Forced to go home and dial

[1/16th - MC Serch]
Aiyyo who that? Yo right there; blue eyes, and 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 take 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, born to kill your esteem
from part devil, part cracker from 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
Everything is wack and shit
Blackheads, blackmail, black cats and
Funerals, niggaz wear black and shit
cars, black clothes on they backs and shit
Blackballed, if we don't kiss they ass and
see ya nigga, and you're gone that's it
White bitches, they wanna be black and
Tan lotion on they white ass and shit

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

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

[Hard
Nigga, nigga you these rhymes?
You they fuckin rhymes? This this this this PHILOSOPHY
This the end of catastrophes
Puttin a in the, ass of my history!
Forty-one shots of for the generations to come after me!
As it be, hell no FURY like a black man scorned
Nigga BLAK IZ BLAK, you've officially warned
Nigga - you've officially warned
You hear me? You've you you've OFFICIALLY BEEN
You've been TOLD nigga, been fuckin OFFICIALLY been warned
This is for dome, straight up
MAU MAU STYLE, BACK THE FOREST KNAHMEAN?
You've OFFICIALLY been told how gon' 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.