Luyện nghe bài hát Crooked Ways

Word to Grandpops who couldn't fathom the
I hate America, just demand she keeps her promises
20-teens looking the 60's, it's crazy
A nationwide deja vu, what my 'posed to do?
Go to schools named after the Klan
'round town is y'all don't see why we frowning
Native American students to learn about Junípero Serra
How is fair, bruh?
Some heroes unsung and some monsters get monuments for 'em
But we all a little bit a monster? We crooked!
Man, your are worthless
And man can sure try, but only God gives
You crooked!
Be humble or be
Your kingdom can flames as effortless as riots
Entire a card castle, chill
And the strength of your whole team is crumbled with one
crooked!
Your whole works is
He ain't old enough to buy but go on and enlist him
Send him to Iraq and why he come crazy?
'Cause no human being see the inside of a baby
You expect trust in a system that needed to be
Of the madness of trusting a court that a Confederate flag
crooked!
That's twisted, demented, perverted, got fallen written all us
And got the to judge each other
Crooked!
That logic flawed
sickness is a sign that you out of the will of God
Like one ounce of crack gains the same of jail time
As eighteen of cocaine, but ain't they the thing?
crooked!
Stay our own kind
And muster up a scandal 'stead of celebrating
And somehow that's righteous the world needs to know
We exposing them with judgmental boulders
Crooked!
And at one time, we built
One can only wonder why we wiped ourselves out yet
We're as good as it crooked!
Clueless buffoons put a man on the
And I still can't get cellphone in my room
crooked!
Boy, often off-kilter
standoff-ish, plan is outlandish
And uncanny, resemblance a mis-mark
Like Chris Columbus might as well have in Denmark
Me - just an Allstar Chuck Taylor rhyme
And the fact I ain't get on the way here is amazing
Me - just a crooked in all of its goodness
And somehow the school-to-prison missed this
And moving minds swiftly and an entire industry
Tailor-made for greatness cuz got bad blood
Yeah, still looking at a Tunnel Rat
Pen player, earthworm, battle cat, trend
Might learn my lesson the day the world ends
And been wrestling it since my wife was my girlfriend
Crooked like I'll take a for my wife
Yet I wonder what's under the skirt of the girl on my
These eyes are mine, wander off sight, and get me
Homie, I'm not a leader, just a hippie daddy issues
Shatter dreams and promises, a closed-minded
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 subjected to my detriment
Dedicated to elevating devastating
It's quite a ride but if you inside, bruh
things just don't make sense, go wit' it
We stay perplexed at the truth that logic
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 can't touch it, then you can't it
That's why they explain the love in my daughter's eyes
And that's that conscious rap, oh 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 ain't like you
They say you hating you don't toss 'em a retweet
I study for every test and y'all is for a cheat sheet
Things I gotta tell ya, you too much to be scared of ya
Concoction of contradictions, and paradox
confusion like the way that I see me
An predator, ten steps ahead 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 gust of
The lust of eyes me just as I be tackling
My inner eat through my marriage and my parenting
What is arrogant and
ridiculous, confident and nervous
The of cigarettes and broken dreams
Sold out the for the VIPs
Bands that been contenders now Venice Beach vendors
Like dawg, could be me
I swore I'd never wear jeans
But looks real dumb in size 40 Dickies
That's laughable, better be
And hit the road to see how far that rabbit go
is present tense
None of this "already I've delivered" mess
of that pseudo-righteousness
I'mma let you guess the
Lusted clusters surrounded by natives
That's the picture of foolish in the eyes of General Custer
They watched his slowly close like
"Yeah, weirdo, we the Alamo"
confusing, American generals get statues
Even for the battles they lose
are so perplexing
Perpetuating the same hate they out
And Netflix exposing the holes in our like
Who's side are you on: or Sky's?
You cornered now 'cause every corner boy is now
Tryna make meet just like you and I
That shifts your paradigm, 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 it's given, but you've been warned
These halos stay on the tip of our horns
We crooked!