Luyện nghe bài hát Brown Guys

[Verse 1: P]
I am a guy
But call me nigga, please
Nigga please, you see white boy, that's a nigga b
Nigga a color, it's a mindstate, you diggin' me?
not, I get it tho
But all them white boys blowin' they some niggas too
The is they got white privileges
Cops kill me but I doubt that they kill 'em too
This a stab or a jab
But I'm feeling kinda mad they treated like a villain too
His is good as mine, his gun bigger than mine
And he motherfucking too
Now if my color make you hate me then I hope you go
And see what your children do
Now that sound kinda
But you would like I feel if you had black children too
Racism make you sayin' and I shoulda have man
Sittin' there with the sick
A dickface, you a
And what you gonna to with all the people from a race
America is a sick (you know)
But we it to be good
This is big city that we spreadin' worldwide
Coming a humble nigga coming out a poor hood, ghost

Styles P, Kweli, The Seven

[Verse 2: Talib
Life of a guy
Travel 'round the would with the of a Muslim man
Now there are some up- and some
The downside is niggas get their spinal shattered in police vans
I a Muslim but my friends is
up Christian now I'm sorta spiritual I know it's cliché
I see in the music
We it up, you see the gods mix it up like a DJ
You say you're based on race, huh
And that colorblind and you like Hip-Hop
Like that's kind of call like you can't get punched in the face, huh
That's why the Hindus and the being abused by Islamophobes
is ugly no matter what or where
People who believe in god kill all the time
The Bible violent than the Quran, you see what's in there?
Ain't no belief got a monopoly on all the crime
I judge a man by his and by his enemies
But they don't show themselves a good reason
This a TV show, nigga
They think they know the hood cause they seen The Wire, the seasons
I don't your sympathy
I need your empathy your opinion is not required here
That's why you're hidin' on the
'Cause all 'Nigga'-shit you're writin' will probably get you fired, yeah
up, too