Luyện nghe bài hát Endangered Species (Tales from the Darkside) [Remix] - Chuck D Listen

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Peace don't me laugh!
All I hear is rappin' succotash
large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, live by the trigger
How the do you figure?
I can say peace and the gunshots will cease?
Every cop killer goes
They just send nigga to the morgue
A point scored- could give a fuck about us
They rather catch us with guns and powder
If I was old, probably be a friend of me
Since I'm young, they me the enemy
They kill ten of me to get the job
To serve, protect, and break a neck
Cause I'm the one with the of funk
And 'Fuck tha in the tape deck
You should listen to me there's more to see
Call my neighborhood a cause it houses minorities
The other color don't know you can run but not
These are from the darkside

You wanna free Africa, I at yuh
Cause we ain't got it too good in
I can't fuck with overseas
My homeboy died a key of cocaine
It was plain and
The 9mm went "pop" to the
"pop pop pop" was the sound I put the down
And ran to the schoolyard
Looked in the trash can yo it had
So I my ass in it for a minute
Covered with I had to lay back
Mad as fuck, about the payback
the crew gonna have a little fun
I went and cut the barrel of my shotgun
It's critical, I stole a 5.0
I let it go, drive real
I yelled out Cube sucker'
The shot-gun kicked, and it motherfuckers
I you last album
When I got a sawed off, bodies are off
Its a shame, that niggas die
But to the light side it don't none
be a drive by homicide
But to me its just another from the dark side

Standing in the of war
In the middle we
When we die, we won't Jet
can't see to the light side
The term they apply to us is a
Call it what you want, cause I'm from the coroner
my rhymes with a Ph.D.
Who's black, don't role, sells his soul
Watch his go rollin'
Who the are they foolin'?
Nobody knows, but I the color of my clothes
the color of the one on my face
As they wonder whats my waist
Standin' on the of them gettin' brown
That's a fact got a fear on their
Run, run, run, their ass off, they can not