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

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Peace make me laugh!
All I hear is rappin' succotash
Livin' large, me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta by the trigger
How the do you figure?
I can say peace and the gunshots will cease?
Every cop goes ignored
just send another nigga to the morgue
A point scored- they could a fuck about us
They catch us with guns and white powder
If I was old, they'd 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 the trunk of funk
And tha Police' in the tape deck
You should listen to me cause there's to see
Call my neighborhood a cause it houses minorities
The other color don't know you can run but not
These are tales the darkside

You wanna Africa, I stare at yuh
Cause we ain't got it too in America
I can't fuck them overseas
My homeboy over a key of cocaine
It was and simple
The 9mm "pop" to the temple
"pop pop pop" was the sound I put the down
And ran to the bathroom
Looked in the trash can yo it had
So I ducked my ass in it for a
with trash I had to lay back
Mad as fuck, thinkin' about the
Tonight the crew have a little fun
I went home and cut the of my shotgun
It's gettin' critical, I a 5.0
I let it go, drive real
I yelled out 'Ice Cube
The kicked, and it murdered motherfuckers
I told you album
When I got a sawed off, bodies are off
Its a shame, that die young
But to the light it don't matter none
It'll be a by homicide
But to me its just another tale from the side

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