Luyện nghe bài hát Brown Guys

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

Styles P, Kweli, The Seven

[Verse 2: Kweli]
of a brown guy
Travel 'round the with the name of a Muslim man
Now are some up- and some downsides
The downside is niggas get their spinal cord shattered in vans
I ain't a Muslim but my is
up Christian now I'm sorta spiritual I know it's cliché
I see colors in the
We it up, you see the gods mix it up like a DJ
You say you're hating on race, huh
And that you're colorblind and you like
that's some kind of call like you can't get punched in the face, huh
That's why the Hindus and the Sikhs abused by Islamophobes
is ugly no matter what or where
People who don't in god kill all the time
The Bible more violent than the Quran, you see what's in
Ain't no belief system got a on all the crime
I judge a man by his actions and by his
But they show themselves without a good reason
This a TV show, nigga
They think they the hood cause they seen The Wire, the good seasons
I don't your sympathy
I don't need your empathy your opinion is not here
why you're hidin' on the Internet
'Cause all 'Nigga'-shit you're writin' will probably get you fired, yeah
up, too