Luyện nghe bài hát Crooked Ways

Word to who couldn't fathom the Obama-sis
I don't America, just demand she keeps her promises
looking like the 60's, it's crazy
A nationwide deja vu, what my 'posed to do?
Go to schools named after the founder
'round town is y'all don't see why we frowning
Native American students forced to learn about Junípero
How is fair, bruh?
Some heroes unsung and some get monuments built for 'em
But ain't we all a bit a monster? We crooked!
Man, heroes are worthless
And man can sure try, but only God purpose
You crooked!
Be humble or be
Your kingdom can catch flames as as riots
Entire empire's a castle, chill
And the strength of whole team is crumbled with one meme
crooked!
Your whole works is
He ain't old enough to buy but go on and enlist him
Send him to and why he come back crazy?
'Cause no being should see the inside of a baby
You expect trust in a system that needed to be
Of the madness of trusting a that waved a Confederate flag
crooked!
That's twisted, demented, perverted, got written all over us
And got the nerve to each other
Crooked!
That logic flawed
Like sickness is a sign that you out of the of God
Like one ounce of crack gains the same amount of jail
As eighteen of cocaine, but ain't they the same
crooked!
Stay eating our own
And up a scandal 'stead of celebrating shine
And somehow that's righteous like the world to know
We them posers with judgmental boulders
Crooked!
And at one time, we pyramids
One can only wonder why we ain't ourselves out yet
We're as good as it crooked!
buffoons put a man on the moon
And I still get cellphone reception in my room
crooked!
Boy, that's often
Awful standoff-ish, plan is
And awful uncanny, resemblance a
Like Chris might as well have landed in Denmark
Me - just an Allstar Chuck rhyme sayer
And the fact I ain't get on the way here is amazing
Me - just a stick in all of its goodness
And somehow the school-to-prison pipeline missed
And moving minds and change an entire industry
Tailor-made for greatness cuz got bad blood
Yeah, y'all looking at a Tunnel Rat
Pen player, earthworm, battle cat, hates
Might learn my lesson the day after the world
And been wrestling with it since my was my girlfriend
Crooked like I'll take a for my wife
Yet I wonder what's under the skirt of the on my flight
These eyes are mine, off sight, come and get me
Homie, I'm not a leader, just a hippie daddy issues
Shatter and promises, a closed-minded hypocrite
All the while in the pulpit, the culprit
We are all of the above, and wrong and indifferent
Yet of the above, it naturally fit in this
Subjects and subjected to my detriment
Dedicated to elevating devastating
It's quite a but if you look inside, bruh
Some things don't make sense, go wit' it
We stay perplexed at the truth that defies
But who say that logic the way to understand it?
Man, that's the thinking of our
Truth is proven only through and eyes and
If you touch it, then you can't trust it
That's why they can't the love in my daughter's eyes
And that's that rap, oh that's played out
You old-school, you old, dude, you out
It's not cool, them old rules, phased out
There's new rules, them new dudes like you
say you hating when you don't toss 'em a retweet
I study for every test and y'all is looking for a sheet
Things I gotta ya, love you too much to be scared of ya
of contradictions, misnomers and paradox
Conclusion confusion like the way I see me
An apex predator, ten steps of ya
trying to hide my insecurities
Papier maché proper, you trying to the duct tape
Defending my card castle it could stand in one gust of wind
The lust of eyes me just as I be tackling
My inner demons eat through my and my parenting
What is and humble?
Eloquent ridiculous, confident and
The smell of cigarettes and broken
Sold out the for the VIPs
Bands that could've been now Venice Beach vendors
Like dawg, that be me
I swore I'd never skinny jeans
But homie looks real dumb in 40 Dickies
laughable, better be adaptable
And hit the road to see how far that hole go
is present tense
None of "already I've been delivered" mess
of that pseudo-righteousness
I'mma let you guess the
Lusted little clusters by natives
That's the picture of foolish pride in the of General Custer
They watched his eyes slowly like
"Yeah, weirdo, we the Alamo"
confusing, American generals get statues
Even for the battles that they
People are so
Perpetuating the hate they out protesting
And Netflix exposing the holes in our motives
Who's side are you on: Walter or
You cornered now 'cause every boy is now humanized
Tryna make ends meet just you and I
That shifts your paradigm, bruh go
Change your life on sight like the in Morocco
What is man but rich soil in fine Hennessy
A beautiful garden cost a pretty penny
Listen freely given, but you've been warned
These stay balanced on the tip of our horns
We crooked!