Luyện nghe bài hát Brainwashed Ni666a

(I mean I don't really understand it why do
people riot I like poor blacks poor whites Mexicans
They just tear up own cities and shit
is just fine in this country
I mean you what I'm talking about right
You saw Brown I mean
He stole some wraps man he
pushed that guy he what he got right
Am I or am I right
Eric selling cigarettes man
you can't go around cigarettes
Second hand smoke
I mean they have choked him out right
Castil he's reaching for
his license weaponize those things)

You a brainwashed
In the race draft 'cause you're
Trade you for somebody who brainwashed
We don't your ass 'cause you're brainwashed
shots to the brain
You a brainwashed
In the draft 'cause you're brainwashed
you for somebody who ain't brainwashed
We don't your ass 'cause you're brainwashed

Pop pop leave his brain

You a brainwashed
I don't know y'all on
Just leave me the alone
Every day another sucker's
What the fuck was mother on
Some of that propaganda
I seen it all before how I knew it
an entire population before extermination
And the nation claps when you do it
(Clap clap)
Your loyalties lie with the
They you hear to infiltrate the culture
Greg Poppovich is how they you
soul to be a soldier got it
Product of that MK
I'm knowing the enemies in the
Hey hey he goes right there

He looks like us he's a
Go get nigga man

You a nigga
In the race 'cause you're brainwashed
Trade you for who ain't brainwashed
We don't want ass 'cause you're brainwashed
shots to the brain
You a nigga
In the race 'cause you're brainwashed
you for somebody who ain't brainwashed

We don't want your ass 'cause you're
Pop pop leave his washed
You a brainwashed

Yeah man I picked up this goddamn magazine this rap
Nigga on the cover like he
ain't black (come brain washed)
Some of you niggas brainwashed too
point your gun at another black person
You're doing dirty work
Malcolm X died for sins
Doctor died for your sins
died for your sins gold jewels on your entire limbs
Chrome shoes on your tire rim ridiculed by your friends
Viewing life through the Empire's
Fuck boy give a chance John Lennon
But I'm surrounded by these Don
See them on the making excuses for all the executions
man see the phony fry in him
I'm hoping God with him when the
Sent him six shots in him spin him
like a spinning top then he grinning
Gotta show teeth tuck your shirt by the gooch buckle
No nuts hang but the boy got a knuckle
Emasculate our that's the new struggle
Then they disarm us 'till we as a cute chuckle