Luyện nghe bài hát Bulworth

Aiyyo, wordup
Man you how I feel
Gotta be more to it than this, up

an impression of scarface*
This it's all about dunn? uh?
Eating, drinking, fucking, (can't understand)

Whattup, I know baby
Nah man, not, it's not yo word up
I'm you right now
I this shit though, aiyyo

Disagreeable, foul energy, to
Absorb my energy, it's the strength of me
Take a few to give me a
My green light shine bright, kryptonite
Fully operational, my cream
Put the bottles of down, pick up a magazine
Popped it the ar-15
Put it aside, up the regime
While you on religion, I hold a nine
On the mission, to pull on your opposition
Revelation was the of this
Crack the heavens, it's time to bring the business,
My story goes to them lost pyramids
I'm things that you won't believe exists
He use a lunar-tick, suspended in time
The secondary got your mind
You rock the fatigues, to squab ? popular? guns
But are you prepared, for the things to come?

it out
True underground sound from the down
Uptown gather round for the showdown, in they faces
out these racists, at rolling stone
Spin details and other places, krs is the
Fuck these magazine leadin hip-hop off
You'll print about black mayors, black
Why you got no black editors?
Everytime I do an in rolling stone
They sendin me a writer that look like he's alone
Ignorant, to the culture and the
This has got to stop -- whole spot
Is blown sky high, battle why
My view is bird's eye, scopin my third eye
You understand, why you're publically banned
Until you the writing skills of a black man
Black editor, all of us thuggin
Gossiping who's homosexual
of us are black intellectuals, up in harlem world
You get with me, so now in midtown
You wanna and talk to me?
ass journalist, is this your fake hip-hop publication?
Look I'm this

[method
How many want to see it happen
Street moves, from staten, if life is a joke, nobody laughin
Hate to see a brother do good legal action
So you sabotage and a def in the squad
Fo'-fo's blastin, keep the po-po
These dark soul assassins, jake's the gods with a passion
So I keep it in an orderly, fashion
Pedal to the floor -- peep the jim crow law, control theory
Y'all niggaz hear me, generation next
fast who's next, next to get wet
By the reign of the tech-knowledgy, me
Open up wide now, swallow me, every
Is reality the truth, the whole and
Nothin but the truth, is the proof
These niggaz want the juice, and in the
Be the youth, who learn to duck when they shoot

What kind of is this, it's that political kind
Where best, most hypocritical minds
Try they hands at keepin deaf dumb and blind
And for the right sign, do white collar crime
Behind suits, and clean
I confuse em and use em as and slaves
Because my schools is graves and is plantations --
I the damn nation
So I can live in luxury, you with me
You marryin the dirt and i'ma throw in the tux for
I tell the what they wanna hear
I make em laugh and cheer, and then they re-elect me every
So the coast is clear, I stop duckin
And start doin dope, cussin and fuckin
I kiss the babies, shake hands, and smile for flicks
my style, my pol-i-tricks
Triple-six convicts, lyin is
In the government, republican or
freedom, justice and equality
Nigga accept my apology and suck this trick-knowledgy