Luyện nghe bài hát Color Lines

These lines will make you break you make you choose a side
These color lines these color lines been here since
I write these color lines cause if I don't I'll my mind
I write these color lines these color

1 (George)
your rap show posted in the back row
of a sea of white kids bent on supermanning hoe
pretty you're buying fitted hats and high tops
pretending that you're black and rapping with the lights off
it's like a with one closed eye
you can tell me that winking, but the grin won't lie
and no supplies, what your skin tone hides
about a thousand south as the jim crow flies
And then we're playing he said she
I see red i peep a pink cheeked boston meathead
I go Bruce Lee
When I see him on the T up two seats
and say, "excuse me, but you move if hell froze?"
you know the subway is the underground
trees have the same white limbs
check out my arms, I look like him

2 (Catch)
Let's you and I get one thing
The game never equal, ain't no food on my plate
I gave birth to this and you just took it and co it and profited
and it and wouldn't give me half of it
Peep how I master this and break how you took it all
Raped the culture and you there looking all
innocent, take a mile I give and inch
And how you getting rich, is it a
or is it ignorance? You don't know own privilege
You own riches and don't know what is
You got a lot to learn before you think about
Hip hop, black culture and which fitted you out
in the street, I don't think so bro
My people ain't supportin your black history
So stop what you doing we take it anymore
you come in my house wipe ya feet at the door

3

I see the lines
It's tough that Every other time a bother
white mothers think of crimes
We our standard higher
We don't kick rhymes
other it undermines the fact the mine are over minds

All you do is get past the guilt
We ain't living in a that master built
If you understand that, tell people what you know
Because one of em got money to pay back what you owe

Yes, My great had land, had slaves
I guess I pressed this record off the bank he
But I independance, past the declaration
but one down ass boy can't pay for reparations

I'm running out of patience you do the work of Satan
Like an impulse. Edu Leedz Black an insult

Number one. I'm not. trying. to tell. your.
I just want to sit on my porch, a forty and spit
Number two, You can smell bullshit
I just hip hop
swear that's it

If you hip hop respect it
That the people who created it and paved the way for this
So you're making it

Well if talking on who's making it, I'll play devil's advocate
A lot of music has white dollars backing it
(Kweli's got it on lock)
Rupert Murdoch Rawkus
You for the keys, then you better check the pockets

I'll be checking all right
As as it gets dark and all night
get my money we can all fight

You out the high and the mighty
and their
You say kill
I say call i
You're not black
killing us
Grab my fam, and grandma and light us up like a
I thought we were cool now I'm this to giving in
put a bullet in for each missed dose of Ritalin