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, a nigga b
ain't a color, it's a mindstate, you diggin' me?
not, I get it tho
But all them white boys blowin' weed they some too
The difference is they got privileges
will kill me but I doubt that they kill 'em too
This ain't a or a jab
But I'm feeling kinda mad they treated like a villain too
His weed is good as mine, his gun than mine
And he chilling too
Now if my color make you hate me then I hope you go
And can't see your children do
Now that sound harsh
But you feel like I feel if you had black children too
Racism you sayin' and I shoulda have your man
Sittin' there the sick face
A dickface, you a
And what you gonna to with all the from a mixed race
America is a sick (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, Talib Kweli, The

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