Luyện nghe bài hát Brain Nichols

I see above me
Demons me
over heaven, heaven, heaven
It's
1: stic.man]
America's nightmare; young, black, and just don't give a
Run up in the and wet 'em up
Got nothing to but my handcuffs
man must choose to lay down or stand up
It's war time, everything is fair, no
When they say the homie the judge, I don't care
Fuck 'em, he deserved it, long as the get away
And don't get caught for the crime, I it
We rootin' for the in black
Pourin' out Absolut, salute, is shootin' back
In self defense we bang the like
Larry Davis or Brian
Every pig, every official, the boomerang
Is coming to get you, you reap what you sow
The you created created a monster
And now you scared cause it's coming to haunt you
Since we gonna the blame, I'm a rep my name to get my aim right
have an overthrow and after party in the same night
Same as Huey, same muscle build as Malcolm
With the same circumstances in the hood, you the outcome
And read it in the news your sergeant and your captain
Don't take this as a warning, just another rappin'
Fuck the way we organizing, fuck the and the grapplin'
And fuck them Uncle Toms who call because we smack them
And you sympathizers with your middle class reactions
Cause we on the system, G'd up, fuck the factions
And if you know, the G was for George Jackson
And long his warrior spirit packin' the Magnum
over the soldiers, knowin' niggas be blackin'
When we really to be disciplined in our ways and actions
When we get some you niggas can start braggin'
Till then, inside the blood of my eye, you see the
I'm like the birth of Mohammed, the movement I started
Can spar with the hardest, the regarded as Spartacus-hearted
It doesn't matter whose can shoot the farthest
When a target in an Afghan Tutoberg Forest
quarters combat over corrupted elections
Bilderberg is like cancer, it grows an
Nepotism is the and the conductor's connection
And ignorance is the prison the people are kept in
The military there for the people's protection
They're there to protect an investment
That's why get arrested, electrocuted, molested
Connected streets are with those tired of protestin'
Traumatized children grow to guerilla
generations pale in comparison
And you will learn a lesson repeated history
That no matter what you think, is not victory