Luyện nghe bài hát Crooked Ways

Word to Grandpops who couldn't fathom the
I don't hate America, demand she keeps her promises
20-teens looking like the 60's, it's
A nationwide deja vu, what my 'posed to do?
Go to schools named the Klan founder
Word town is y'all don't see why we frowning
Native American students forced to about Junípero Serra
How is fair, bruh?
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 only God purpose
You crooked!
Be humble or be
Your kingdom can catch flames as as riots
empire's a card castle, chill
And the strength of your whole is crumbled with one meme
crooked!
Your whole works is
He ain't old enough to buy beer but go on and him
him to Iraq and why he come back crazy?
'Cause no being should see the inside of a baby
You expect in a system that needed to be convinced
Of the madness of trusting a court that waved a Confederate
crooked!
That's twisted, demented, perverted, got fallen all over us
And got the nerve to judge each
Crooked!
That logic flawed
sickness is a sign that you out of the will of God
Like one ounce of crack gains the same amount of time
As eighteen of cocaine, but ain't they the same
crooked!
Stay eating our own
And muster up a scandal 'stead of celebrating
And somehow that's righteous like the world to know
We exposing them with judgmental boulders
Crooked!
And at one time, we built
One can only why we ain't wiped ourselves out yet
We're as as it gets: crooked!
buffoons put a man on the moon
And I can't get cellphone reception in my room
crooked!
Boy, often off-kilter
standoff-ish, plan is outlandish
And awful uncanny, resemblance a
Like Columbus might as well have landed in Denmark
Me - just an Allstar Chuck rhyme sayer
And the fact I get lost on the way here is amazing
Me - just a crooked in all of its goodness
And somehow the pipeline missed this
And moving minds swiftly and change an entire
Tailor-made for greatness cuz got bad blood
Yeah, y'all still looking at a Rat
Pen player, earthworm, cat, hates trend
Might learn my lesson the day after the ends
And been wrestling with it since my was my girlfriend
Crooked like I'll a bullet 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 with daddy issues
Shatter dreams and promises, a hypocrite
All the while standing in the pulpit, the
We are all of the above, right and wrong and
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,
Some just don't make sense, go wit' it
We stay perplexed at the truth that logic
But who say logic the best way to understand it?
Man, the thinking of our colonizers
Truth is proven only through ears and and
If you can't touch it, then you 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, old rules, they phased out
new rules, them new dudes ain't like you
They say you hating when you don't toss 'em a
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 like the way I see me
An predator, ten steps ahead of ya
Desperately trying to my insecurities
maché proper, you trying to hide the duct tape
Defending my card castle like it stand in one gust of wind
The lust of shackle me just as I be tackling
My demons eat through my marriage and my parenting
What is arrogant and
Eloquent ridiculous, and nervous
The smell of cigarettes and broken
out the tickets for the VIPs
Bands could've been contenders now Venice Beach vendors
Like dawg, could be me
I swore I'd never wear skinny
But homie looks real dumb in 40 Dickies
That's laughable, better be
And hit the road to see how far that hole go
This is present
None of this "already I've been delivered"
None of pseudo-righteousness
let you guess the rest
Lusted little clusters surrounded by
the picture of foolish pride in the eyes of General Custer
They watched his eyes slowly close
"Yeah, weirdo, we the Alamo"
It's confusing, generals get statues
Even for the battles that they
are so perplexing
Perpetuating the hate they out protesting
And Netflix exposing the in our motives like
Who's side are you on: or Sky's?
You cornered now every corner boy is now humanized
Tryna make ends meet just you and I
That your paradigm, bruh that go
Change your life on sight like the skies in
What is man but rich soil toiled in fine
A garden that cost a pretty penny
Listen freely given, but you've been warned
These stay balanced on the tip of our horns
We crooked!