Luyện nghe bài hát Catch the Thrown

What you is what you sow
And you keep is what you owe
And the people want to know
Is who's test the throne?
What you got is what they
And what they see they say they
And people bleeding from the
Now who's gonna cast the
Thrown at, under
to the side, thrown up the...
so throwing down
Thrown the bus dragging on the ground
to the people saluting the underground
Against those staying in
Spitting down at us from up the higher
See the people, fight the power, face the
But one percent, they shut the door
In God we all money, this is slap in the face
To the rest of the human race!
racial... haste
Change your name, but you can't change race n the States
People say they're kings, say they're queens
If we all gonna eat, what it all mean?
We watch and listen, but I leave it
But who's gonna catch the

Divide and conquer, the trick in the game
Is the war between the who are really the same
As the get richer, the poor get bitchie
The people keep kissing, the feds listen
This recession seen a black
Situation in a nation heading for
No quarter back is sat on a
Inside the America is ouch!
Government love you and President's executions
End up looking like some final
Murder is the institution up and hacked up
By some written constitution.
Do what you do! Buddhist, Christian, Hindu, and Hebrew
all what you do, I'll be seeing human beings that stew
Yet never have so but screwed up some few!
We watch the and queens and what they owe
But who's gonna catch the
(There's a man round, taking names)
system was designed to incriminate
Genocide was to eliminate
is a myth!
They had me in jail for a crime I even commit!
The
They every color is inferior, right?
Brothers who I consider a threat
Sitting Bull to Malcolm X
In the land of free and suspect
John had the mob connections
President Reagan guns to Iraq
Yet trying to say the criminals are all black!
What's up with these corrupt
Them drugs they be shipping, but they go to prison
And a fucked up system they never tried to bag me
Zimmerman, guilty, clearly!

Cast the thrown, you test the fire
Is that the one per cent you need, you got to occupy
Catch the thrown, I gotta the fire
Is that the one per cent you want?
You occupy!
(There's a man going round, names)
the mind, prisoners
they ain't
F the po-po, but who dat
making the killing
Juxtaposed against giving a living
Give me something, cause musicians be
Is the to feed replaced by the greed
I ain't trying to at you or sell at you
The BS they already to you
End up sold to you
Did I
The cheapest is to pay attention
Now the is just being at your best
With you can hold your own
Fuck! Who's gonna catch the