Luyện nghe bài hát Bulworth

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

*doing an impression of
This what 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 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, kryptonite
Fully operational, my physical
Put the of smoke down, pick up a magazine
Popped it the ar-15
Put it aside, up the regime
While you rely on religion, I hold a
On the mission, to pull on your opposition
Revelation was the vision of
Crack the heavens, it's to bring the business, shit
My goes back to them lost pyramids
I'm seeing things that you won't exists
He use a lunar-tick, in time dunn
The secondary light got your
You the fatigues, to squab until ? popular? guns
But are you really prepared, for the things to

it out
True underground from the boogie down
Uptown downtown gather round for the showdown, in faces
Calling out racists, at rolling stone
Spin and other places, krs is the source
Fuck these magazine leadin hip-hop off
You'll print black mayors, black senators
Why you ain't got no editors?
Everytime I do an interview in stone
They sendin me a that look like he's home alone
Ignorant, to the culture and the
This has got to -- your whole spot
Is blown sky high, why try?
My is bird's eye, scopin with my third eye
You don't understand, why publically banned
Until you recognize the 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 can't get me, so now in midtown
You wanna and talk to me?
ass journalist, is this your fake hip-hop publication?
Look I'm this

man]
How didn't want to see it happen
moves, live from staten, if life is a joke, nobody laughin
Hate to see a brother do good through legal
So you sabotage and a def in the squad
blastin, keep the po-po flashin
These dark soul assassins, jake's hate the gods a passion
So I keep it movin in an orderly,
Pedal to the -- peep the jim crow law, mind control theory
Y'all niggaz don't hear me, 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 whole and
Nothin but the truth, taste is the
niggaz want the juice, and in the crossfire
Be the youth, who didn't to duck when they shoot

What kind of is this, it's that political kind
Where america's best, most hypocritical
Try they hands at y'all deaf dumb and blind
And for the right sign, do white collar crime
Behind suits, and clean
I confuse em and use em as tools and
Because my schools is and jobs is plantations --
I robs the damn
So I can live in luxury, you fucks me
You marryin the dirt and i'ma in the tux for free
I tell the people what they hear
I make em laugh and cheer, and then they re-elect me year
So when the coast is clear, I stop
And back doin dope, cussin and fuckin
I kiss the babies, shake hands, wave and for flicks
my style, my pol-i-tricks
Triple-six convicts, lyin is
In the government, republican or
Fuck freedom, justice and
Nigga just my apology and suck this trick-knowledgy