Luyện nghe bài hát Bulworth

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

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

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

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
operational, my physical cream
Put the of smoke down, pick up a magazine
it inside the ar-15
Put it aside, up the regime
While you rely on religion, I hold a
On the mission, to fire on your opposition
was the vision of this
Crack the heavens, time to bring the business, shit
My story goes back to them pyramids
I'm seeing things that you won't exists
He use a lunar-tick, suspended in time
The secondary got your mind
You rock the fatigues, to squab until ? guns
But are you really prepared, for the things to

it out
True underground sound the boogie down
Uptown downtown gather round for the showdown, in faces
Calling out these racists, at rolling
details and other places, krs is the source
Fuck magazine leadin hip-hop off course
You'll about black mayors, black senators
Why you ain't got no black
Everytime I do an interview in stone
They sendin me a writer that like he's home alone
Ignorant, to the culture and the
This has got to stop -- your spot
Is sky high, battle why try?
My view is bird's eye, scopin my third eye
You don't understand, why you're publically
Until you the writing skills of a black man
editor, all of us ain't thuggin
Gossiping who's homosexual
Some of us are black intellectuals, up in world
You can't get with me, so now in
You wanna stop and to me?
Bitch ass journalist, is this your hip-hop publication?
Look I'm this

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

What of party is this, it's that political kind
Where america's best, most minds
Try they hands at keepin y'all dumb and blind
And for the right dollar sign, do white crime
Behind suits, and clean
I em and use em as tools and slaves
Because my is graves and jobs is plantations --
I robs the damn
So I can live in luxury, you fucks me
You marryin the dirt and throw in the tux for free
I the people what they wanna hear
I make em and cheer, and then they re-elect me every year
So when the coast is clear, I duckin
And start doin dope, cussin and fuckin
I kiss the babies, hands, wave and smile for flicks
my style, my pol-i-tricks
Triple-six convicts, is automatic
In the government, republican or
freedom, justice and equality
Nigga just accept my apology and suck trick-knowledgy