Luyện nghe bài hát Color Lines

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

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

2 (Catch)
Let's you and I get one thing
The game never been equal, 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 and break down how you took it all
Raped the culture and you standing there all
innocent, take a when I give and inch
And how you getting rich, is it a
or is it You don't know your own privilege
You own riches and don't know what is
You got a lot to learn before you even about
Hip hop, black culture and which you pickin out
in the street, I don't think so bro
My people ain't supportin black history show
So stop what you doing we won't it anymore
Before you in my house wipe ya feet at the door

3

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

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

Yes, My grands had land, had slaves
I guess I pressed this record off the he made
But I want independance, the declaration
but one ass white boy can't pay for reparations

I'm out of patience while you do the work of Satan
Like an impulse. Edu Leedz Black history's an

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

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

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

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

You taking out the high and the
and their
You say whitey
I say call i
You're not militant
us diligent
Grab my fam, and grandma and us up like a filament
I thought we cool now I'm this close to giving in
just put a bullet in for each dose of Ritalin