Luyện nghe bài hát Bulworth

Aiyyo, dunn
Man you know how I
Gotta be to it than this, word up

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

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

Disagreeable, energy, tryin to
my energy, knowin it's the strength of me
Take a few to give me a
My green light bright, kryptonite type
Fully operational, my physical
Put the bottles of smoke down, pick up a
Popped it the ar-15
Put it aside, up the regime
While you rely on religion, I a nine
On the mission, to pull fire on opposition
was the vision of this
Crack the heavens, time to bring the business, shit
My story goes back to them lost
I'm seeing things that you won't exists
He use a lunar-tick, in time dunn
The secondary got your mind
You rock the fatigues, to squab until ? guns
But are you really prepared, for the to come?

it out
True underground from the boogie down
Uptown downtown gather for the showdown, in they faces
Calling out these racists, at rolling
details and other places, krs is the source
Fuck these magazine leadin off course
You'll print about black mayors, black
Why you got no black editors?
Everytime I do an interview in 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 sky high, battle why try?
My view is bird's eye, with my third eye
You don't understand, why you're banned
you recognize the writing skills of a black man
Black editor, all of us thuggin
over who's homosexual
Some of us are intellectuals, up in harlem world
You get with me, so now in midtown
You wanna stop and to me?
Bitch ass journalist, is this your fake hip-hop
Look I'm burnin

[method
How many didn't want to see it
Street moves, live staten, if life is a joke, nobody laughin
Hate to see a brother do through legal action
So you sabotage and a def in the squad
blastin, keep the po-po flashin
These dark soul assassins, hate the gods with a passion
So I it movin in an orderly, fashion
Pedal to the -- peep the jim crow law, mind control theory
Y'all niggaz don't me, generation next
Droppin fast next, next to get wet
By the of the tech-knowledgy, follow me
Open up wide now, swallow me, every
Is reality the truth, the truth and
Nothin but the truth, is the proof
These want the juice, and in the crossfire
Be the youth, who didn't learn to duck when they

What kind of is this, it's that political kind
Where america's best, hypocritical minds
Try they hands at keepin deaf dumb and blind
And for the dollar sign, do white collar crime
suits, and clean shaves
I confuse em and use em as tools and
my schools is graves and jobs is plantations --
I robs the 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 people they wanna hear
I make em and cheer, and then they re-elect me every year
So when the coast is clear, I stop
And start back doin dope, and fuckin
I kiss the babies, shake hands, and smile for flicks
my style, my pol-i-tricks
Triple-six convicts, is automatic
In the government, or democratic
Fuck freedom, and equality
Nigga just accept my and suck this trick-knowledgy