Luyện nghe bài hát Brain Nichols

I see angels me
Demons me
over heaven, heaven, heaven
It's
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America's young, black, and just don't give a fuck
Run up in the and wet 'em up
Got to lose but my handcuffs
Every man must to lay down or stand up
war time, everything is fair, no fear
When they say the murdered the judge, I don't care
'em, he deserved it, long as the homie get away
And don't get for the crime, I encourage it
We rootin' for the villain in
Pourin' out Absolut, salute, is shootin' back
In self defense we bang the like
Davis or Brian Nichols
Every pig, every public official, the
Is coming back to get you, you reap you sow
The you created created a monster
And now you scared cause coming back to haunt you
we gonna take the blame, I'm a rep my name to get my aim right
Let's have an overthrow and party in the same night
Same as Huey, same muscle build as Malcolm
With the circumstances in the hood, you know the outcome
And it in the news about your sergeant and your captain
take this as a warning, just another nigga rappin'
Fuck the way we organizing, fuck the and the grapplin'
And fuck them Uncle Toms who call police because we smack
And fuck you sympathizers with your class reactions
Cause we bangin' on the system, G'd up, the factions
And if you didn't know, the G was for George
And live his warrior spirit packin' the Magnum
Watching the soldiers, knowin' niggas be blackin'
When we really need to be disciplined in our ways and
When we get some freedom you niggas can start
Till then, inside the of my eye, you see the dragon
I'm like the birth of baby Mohammed, the movement I
Can spar the hardest, the martyr regarded as Spartacus-hearted
It matter whose missiles can shoot the farthest
When you're a target in an Afghan Tutoberg
Close combat over corrupted elections
Bilderberg is like cancer, it grows an
Nepotism is the gold and the connection
And ignorance is the prison the people are kept in
The military ain't there for the people's
They're just to protect an investment
That's why people get arrested, electrocuted,
Connected streets are infested those tired of protestin'
Traumatized children grow to garrisons
9/11 generations in comparison
And you will learn a lesson repeated history
That no matter what you think, is not victory