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 lose my
I write these color lines these lines

1 (George)
your first rap show posted in the row
of a sea of white kids bent on supermanning hoe
soon you're buying fitted hats and high tops
pretending that black enough and rapping with the lights off
it's like a with one closed eye
you can me that you're winking, but the grin won't lie
and no mouth supplies, your skin 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 cheeked meathead
I go Bruce 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 same white
check out my arms, I just 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 and you just took it and co opted it and profited
and packaged it and wouldn't me half of it
Peep how I master this and down how you took it all
Raped the and you standing there looking all
innocent, take a mile I give and inch
And how you rich, is it a coincidence?
or is it ignorance? You know your own privilege
You own and don't know what homeless is
You got a lot to learn before you think about
Hip hop, black culture and which fitted you out
nigger in the street, I don't so bro
My people ain't supportin black history show
So stop what you doing we won't take it
you come in my house wipe ya feet at the door

3

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

All you gotta do is get the guilt
We living in a house that master built
If you understand that, tell your people what you
one of em got enough money to pay back what you owe

Yes, My great had land, had slaves
I guess I pressed record off the bank he made
But I want independance, the declaration
but one down ass white boy pay for reparations

I'm running out of 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 just want to sit on my porch, drink a and spit
Number two, You can smell bullshit
I just hip hop
pinky swear it

If you love hip hop it
That includes the people who it and paved the way for this
So that making it

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

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

You taking out the and the mighty
and kids
You say kill
I say i live?
not black militant
killing us
Grab my fam, and grandma and light us up like a
I thought we were cool now I'm this close to in
just put a bullet in for each dose of Ritalin