Luyện nghe bài hát Field Nigga Boogie (XLR8R Remix)

Take it to the days when we raised us up
coward-ass rap made the game corrupt
P-Dog in the cut back to the pain
Puttin wood on they ass can't stand the
And bring heat beats, and scratch the itch
In a "No Spin Zone," fuck a scanadalous
It's the of the (Bush Killa) back to bust
us for the justice, in God we trust
I rush truth to the youth, and the light
the red pill, open up your eyes to life
In this land of these fiends sheep and moles
See us the hold of the devil control
And roll deep, keep it for the streets
I'm the last sayin, get 'em outta bounds,
Like ants in this war dance, if one
Ten more's in his place to the cause, it's all

[reggae interlude]

samples]
"This program dramatic re-enactments of scenes which depict real events
and contains material which is for" (HIP-HOP)
"Welcome to the show!"
[Dan Rather] "Today, drugs are coming into America than ever before"
"We have the best intelligence in the world, we can stop we wanna stop"
"You still may little about" - Dan Rather
"The C.I.A.'s involvement drug lords"
"This was a, a multi-billion business"
"Even menacing" - D.R. "The C.I.A."
[D.R.] "Have gone the drug trade, and are trying to take over the government"
"In the war", "on drugs" - D.R.
"Which is the C.I.A. on?"
"We a change! We need a change.." [x2]

"One of motherfuckers different"

Bringing you back what you miss in
Hard truth sol-sol-sol-sol-sol-sol-soldier
Word! "Pay attention real close, we begun"

[Immortal
Yeah! Immortal Technique, part of the rebel
Weapon I brandish, don't the canvas to paint a picture
who you askin, I'll tell you what it is
It ain't music it's the way that we live
Party crashin, leavin the door a broke lock
And make a toast to the cancer of Murdoch
I got a hit, on the Grand Wizard and the
And be snipin, campus security bike cops
Fuck around, and I'ma start blastin kids
Payback, for what they did to John Africa's
These pigs talk a lot of shit, shit, wavin the
Can put it down and go the fuck home wrapped in a
I nothin but, empty shells for enemies
Strike me down, give birth to ten of me
Forbidden chemistry, my verse is the dirty
Urban combat, next year nigga on