Luyện nghe bài hát Bulworth

Aiyyo, wordup
Man you know how I
be more to it than this, word up

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

Whattup, I don't know
Nah man, it's not, it's not yo 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 me a edge
My green light shine bright, type
Fully operational, my cream
Put the bottles of smoke down, pick up a
it inside the ar-15
Put it aside, round up the
While you rely on religion, I a nine
On the mission, to pull fire on opposition
Revelation was the vision of
Crack the heavens, it's time to bring the business,
My story goes to them lost pyramids
I'm seeing that you won't believe exists
He use a lunar-tick, suspended in dunn
The light got your mind
You rock the fatigues, to squab until ? popular?
But are you prepared, for the things to come?

it out
True sound from the boogie down
Uptown downtown gather for the showdown, in they faces
out these racists, at rolling stone
Spin and other places, krs is the source
Fuck these magazine hip-hop off course
You'll print black mayors, black senators
Why you ain't got no black
I do an interview in rolling stone
They sendin me a writer that look he's home alone
Ignorant, to the and the microphone
This has got to stop -- your whole
Is sky high, battle why try?
My view is eye, scopin with my third eye
You don't understand, why publically banned
you recognize the writing skills of a black man
Black editor, all of us ain't
Gossiping over who's
of us are black intellectuals, up in harlem world
You get with me, so now in midtown
You stop and talk to me?
Bitch ass journalist, is this your fake hip-hop
Look I'm burnin

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

What of party is this, it's that political kind
Where america's best, most hypocritical
Try they hands at keepin y'all deaf dumb and
And for the right sign, do white collar crime
Behind suits, and shaves
I em and use em as tools and slaves
Because my is graves and jobs is plantations --
I robs the nation
So I can live in luxury, you fucks me
You marryin the dirt and i'ma throw in the tux for
I tell the people what wanna hear
I make em laugh and cheer, and then they re-elect me year
So the coast is clear, I stop duckin
And start back doin dope, and fuckin
I kiss the babies, shake hands, wave and smile for
That's my style, my
Triple-six convicts, lyin is
In the government, or democratic
Fuck freedom, and equality
just accept my apology and suck this trick-knowledgy