Luyện nghe bài hát Crooked Ways

Word to Grandpops who couldn't the Obama-sis
I don't hate America, just demand she her promises
20-teens looking like the 60's, it's
A nationwide deja vu, my people 'posed to do?
Go to schools named after the Klan
Word 'round is y'all don't see why we frowning
Native American students forced to learn Junípero Serra
How is that fair,
Some heroes and some monsters 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 God gives purpose
You crooked!
Be humble or be
Your kingdom can catch as effortless as riots
empire's a card castle, chill
And the of your whole team is crumbled with one meme
crooked!
Your works is twisted
He ain't old to buy beer but go on and enlist him
Send him to Iraq and why he back crazy?
'Cause no being should see the inside of a baby
You expect trust in a system that to be convinced
Of the madness of trusting a court waved a Confederate flag
crooked!
That's twisted, demented, perverted, got fallen all over us
And got the nerve to judge other
Crooked!
That fatally flawed
Like is a sign that you out of the will of God
Like one ounce of crack gains the same amount of jail
As of cocaine, but ain't they the same thing?
crooked!
Stay our own kind
And muster up a scandal 'stead of celebrating
And somehow that's righteous like the world needs to
We exposing them with judgmental boulders
Crooked!
And at one time, we pyramids
One can only why we ain't wiped ourselves out yet
We're as as it gets: crooked!
Clueless buffoons put a man on the
And I still can't get cellphone in my room
crooked!
Boy, often off-kilter
Awful standoff-ish, is outlandish
And awful uncanny, resemblance a
Like Chris Columbus might as well have in Denmark
Me - just an Chuck Taylor rhyme sayer
And the I ain't get lost on the way here is amazing
Me - just a crooked in all of its goodness
And somehow the school-to-prison pipeline this
And moving minds and change an entire industry
for greatness 'cause cuz got bad blood
Yeah, y'all still looking at a Rat
Pen player, earthworm, battle cat, hates
learn my lesson the day after the world ends
And been wrestling it since my wife was my girlfriend
Crooked like I'll a bullet for my wife
Yet I what's under the skirt of the girl on my flight
These eyes are mine, wander off sight, 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, right and and indifferent
Yet none of the above, it fit in this
Subjects and predicates subjected to my
Dedicated to elevating pride
It's quite a ride but if you look inside,
things just don't make sense, go wit' it
We stay perplexed at the truth defies logic
But who say that the best way to understand it?
Man, that's the thinking of our
Truth is proven through ears and eyes and
If you can't touch it, then you trust it
That's why they can't explain the love in my eyes
And that's that conscious rap, oh that's out
You old-school, you old, dude, you out
It's not cool, them old rules, they out
There's new rules, them new ain't like you
They say you hating when you don't 'em a retweet
I for every test and y'all is looking for a cheat sheet
Things I gotta ya, love you too much to be scared of ya
Concoction of contradictions, misnomers and
Conclusion confusion the way that I see me
An apex predator, ten steps of ya
Desperately trying to hide my
Papier maché proper, you to hide the duct tape
Defending my card castle like it could stand in one of wind
The of eyes shackle me just as I be tackling
My inner demons eat my marriage and my parenting
What is arrogant and
Eloquent ridiculous, and nervous
The smell of and broken dreams
out the tickets for the VIPs
Bands that could've been contenders now Venice vendors
Like dawg, that be me
I swore I'd never wear jeans
But homie looks real dumb in size 40
That's laughable, be adaptable
And hit the road to see how far that hole go
is present tense
None of this "already I've delivered" mess
of that pseudo-righteousness
I'mma let you the rest
Lusted little clusters by natives
That's the picture of pride in the eyes of General Custer
They watched his eyes close like
"Yeah, weirdo, we the Alamo"
confusing, American generals get statues
Even for the battles they lose
People are so
Perpetuating the same hate out protesting
And exposing the holes in our motives like
side are you on: Walter or Sky's?
You now 'cause every corner boy is now humanized
Tryna make ends just like you and I
That your paradigm, bruh that go
Change your on sight like the skies in Morocco
is man but rich soil toiled in fine Hennessy
A beautiful that cost a pretty penny
Listen freely given, but you've been warned
These halos balanced on the tip of our horns
We crooked!