Luyện nghe bài hát Brain Nichols

I see above me
below me
Fighting over heaven, heaven,
real
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
Every man must to lay down or stand up
It's war time, is fair, no fear
they say the homie murdered the judge, I don't care
Fuck 'em, he deserved it, long as the homie get
And don't get caught for the crime, I it
We rootin' for the villain in
Pourin' out Absolut, salute, is shootin' back
In self defense we bang the pistol
Larry Davis or Nichols
Every pig, every official, the boomerang
Is back to get you, you reap what you sow
The system you created created a
And now you cause it's coming back to haunt you
Since we take the blame, I'm a rep my name to get my aim right
Let's 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 know the
And read it in the news your sergeant and your captain
Don't take this as a warning, just another nigga
Fuck the way we organizing, fuck the training and the
And fuck Uncle Toms who call police because we smack them
And fuck you sympathizers with middle class reactions
Cause we on the system, G'd up, fuck the factions
And if you didn't know, the G was for George
And long live his warrior spirit the Magnum
Watching the soldiers, knowin' niggas be blackin'
When we really need to be in our ways and actions
we get some freedom you niggas can start braggin'
Till then, inside the blood of my eye, you see the
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 Tutoberg Forest
quarters combat over corrupted elections
Bilderberg is like cancer, it an infection
Nepotism is the and the conductor's connection
And ignorance is the prison that the people are in
The military ain't there for the people's
They're just to protect an investment
why people get arrested, electrocuted, molested
Connected streets are infested with those of protestin'
Traumatized children grow to garrisons
9/11 generations pale in
And you will learn a lesson through history
That no matter what you think, is not victory