Luyện nghe bài hát Field Negro

1]
You ain't been gettin' money all your life
Oh you forgot about the roaches and all the
Out here livin' an alcoholic artist life
What to art is life?
All of you kids is in charter
And you to do everything in private
Maybe that's all of the charter flights
sure whatever you're doing is not in the dark
You this shit is bound to come out eventually
all the lights
Rob a man, him, take him for all his rights
him all his life
Rape his daughter, his
Nine months later, use the baby as piranha
We wasn't allowed to pray
Let alone or write
People Cube opened them doors and politically correct negroes
Like you, close 'em to keep ice
for 'em
They make you feel like love you there
Your whole platform could swim with the
huggy bear

Your Maybach and your house is like that important you won't move at all. It's distractions, that you won't say anything at all in risk of losing something. Right. You won't say anything on anyone's behalf at this point?

2]
You ain't been gettin' riches ya whole
Oh, you forgot?
The oven open on the stove in the kitchen
To heat up the house 'cause they done cut the off on ya home, right?
Okay, now you you livin' so far away
'cause you neighbors with Britney and K-Fed
Every artist in the game are
Fuckin' all the same in the game since way back
And all the same thots in the been givin' the same top
To the same guys in the game like one of hats
The plight of the miserable talent
Only guys the hits are the Tygas, Drakes and Khaleds, shit
This is what happens when your favorite artist get challenged
Your favorite fella from the NFL has silenced
My dad said, "Under no circumstance a man
a legend have nothing left on his deathbed
And any black man not to stand up for his own rights
Should the use of his right and left leg"
They say I couldn't do it, so I out and did it
They said they gave it to me, so I ain't ask for
I active every time a door slammed in my face
Stayed at the
I stayed knocking, I stayed
I did it my way without all the
And all the all day like Kanye or Wale
For the of all the bloggers
And all the same gay ass
Fuck and all them gay ass awards
We are livin' inside the hell
And we all willin' to die to go the heaven
But we are lyrically not on the level
I'm scribblin' my down and sendin' them out like chain letters
I'm not here for the nor Tory Lanez cheddar
I'm for respect or else I'm willin' to take off the belt
And whoop a young nigga's ass with it like Evans

A house negro at you and say
"Man you quick, what you separate?
Where is there a better house than this? Where can I wear better clothes than this?" Or is that negro? In those days he was called a house nigga
And what's we call him today, we still got some niggers runnin' around here

3]
You only been livin' a part of your life all the way up
Oh you forgot about home that you grew up in
When you were starvin' with nothing, when it was on all The canned goods in your closets and cupboards
You grew stripes and you developed the heart of a
My Shawn Carter as fuck
I go back in time, sell George Washington a nut
Plus, none of artist can beat me
I'm and Christ on the Noah's Ark on the waters of Fiji
I'm truly the type that'd push your wig than BC
Leave your all over the street
My heart's on my sleeve, put my seed in the Garden of
And start a new species, please, you know my
How you got a and you ain't got loyalty?
How is y'all the kings and you ain't got
I been around homicides Marky D
Rock Ski, you disorderlies, you know my steez

4]
Children is dyin', is cryin'
We under attack,
a better time to be famous, black and impactful
Name better to come together as one to react to
Shit we still comin' back from a checkered past like lumber suits
You for the NFL, I just wanna ask you
If you kneel with Kaep, it's simple math
cannot run it past you
Niggas innovate, penetrate, exclamate
Off our inner
We oblige, so make the riches, we don't rise
just keep us high
Product of slave privilege, cop Ferraris to race a
I do any job you can pay, if I can a livin'
Vodka straight, a whole lotta pacin', just so I can make a
Keep a honorable spirit, with not a lot of faith to distribute
They took the scriptures away and replaced it after makin' they own revisions
They crazy, they create shit just to play shit to take away shit to rig it
I'm pretty sure maker is livid
They racist, they
What's Christian that?
The is vivid, the paper is printed
They should wake up every day and pray to the nature of
a Laker, I could never play for the Pistons at the expense of creatin' division
The Wraith is exquisite, I'm that paper but it's gon' prob'ly take me a minute
I much rather be a atheist chasin' my through a prism
the information is real, then play for a racist with a racist agenda
I hate you niggas, bow
The misappropriation of got you slaves to your own alienism, to pay a few bills, house nigga
I get hit with a Patriot missile than to be out here with ya exhibiting patriotism
They say a broke' clock is right two times, but it's accurate
time, okay
If some of us don't time, some of us have time
Some of us in the half time
Some of us half time
Some of us up
Some of us sittin'
Reparations never get back to us
They'll forever laugh at us
I think I a way for you niggas to face your truth
Go ahead and try to trace your roots, that shit is miraculous
Them niggas away the message and mess with the message in it
Embellish it just to spin it, to sell that shit back to us