Luyện nghe bài hát Field Negro

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

Your Maybach and your house is like that important that you won't move at all. It's distractions, that you 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 riches ya whole life
Oh, you forgot?
The oven open on the stove in the kitchen
To heat up the 'cause they done cut the heat off on ya home, right?
Okay, now you thinkin' you so far away
Just 'cause you neighbors Britney and K-Fed
Every in the game are phony
Fuckin' all the thotties in the game since way back
And all the same thots in the game been the same top
To the same guys in the game one of Sway hats
The of the miserable wasted talent
Only with 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 been
My dad said, "Under no circumstance a man
a legend have nothing left on his deathbed
And any black man not willin' to 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 gave it to me, so I ain't ask for more
I stayed every time a door slammed in my face
Stayed at the
I stayed knocking, I rockin'
I did it my way all the complainin'
And all the whinin' all day Kanye or Wale
For the of all the bloggers
And all the gay ass awards
Fuck y'all and all them gay ass
We are livin' the same hell
And we all willin' to die to go the heaven
But we are lyrically not on the level
I'm scribblin' my killings down and them out like chain letters
I'm not here for the crown nor Lanez cheddar
I'm here for respect or else I'm willin' to off the belt
And whoop a young nigga's ass with it James Evans

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

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

4]
Children is dyin', is cryin'
We attack, fool
a better time to be famous, black and impactful
Name somethin' better to together as one to react to
Shit we still comin' from a checkered past like lumber jack suits
You play for the NFL, I wanna ask you
If you kneel with Kaep, it's simple math
cannot run it past you
Niggas innovate, penetrate, exclamate
Off our hate
We oblige, so they the riches, we don't rise
They just keep us
of slave privilege, cop Ferraris to race a nigga
I do any job you can pay, if I can a livin'
Vodka straight, a whole lotta pacin', just so I can a decision
Keep a honorable spirit, not a whole lot of faith to distribute
They took the scriptures away and replaced it after they own racist revisions
They crazy, basically create shit just to play shit to take away shit to rig it
I'm pretty sure they is livid
racist, they bigots
What's about that?
The is vivid, the paper is printed
They wake up every day and pray to the nature of business
Fuck a Laker, I could never play for the Pistons at the expense of 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 faith a prism
Assumin' the is real, then play for a racist with a racist agenda
I hate you niggas, bow
The misappropriation of wisdom got you to your own alienism, to pay a few bills, house nigga
I rather get hit a Patriot missile than to be out here with ya exhibiting patriotism
say a broke' clock is right two times, but it's never accurate
Truth time,
If some of us don't have time, of us have time
Some of us perform in the half
Some of us boycottin' half
Some of us up
of us sittin' down
Reparations will get back to us
They'll just laugh at us
I think I found a way for you 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, just to sell that shit to us