Luyện nghe bài hát Free Bo

I'm x10
I'm Free!
Free!
Free!

(Hook)
You can take my ways, and chain me
Back straight, standin' tall, of God I'm (Free!)
in my face, hold me down
I my feet firm to the ground cause I'm (Free!)

(Verse 1)
Ya A&R's the house nigga, the is the plantation
Now that advance for your emancipation
You seeds in the field, picked cotton for real
I pop glocks Beat street with an option to kill
They take the strongest of to compete in a track meet
For the king of the city, songs of back streets
of cocaine tales and black heat
Only to trade like professional athletes
take that merchandising
Snatch that
Pack that black ass, ship you to
Buy a way to France, Germany,
A real rogue underground like Harriet Tubman
While y'all stay struggling, we MCs through the streets
They'll be bubblin' on CDs, hustlin'
Klan me on the block and said, "Freeze!"
I said, "Fuck you! I'm a man, I'm Free!"

(Hook)

Ok...

(Verse 2)
I give birth to verses in churches no confession
So pardon my postpartum depression
MCs can spit it in C-sections
For minds to get it with each lesson
Three Fifth's of a man ask with no plans,
"How you discussin' publishing figures a? Man.?"
They got digital codes on the music for to scan
So even you sample a snare you payin' the clan
Now Google Pharoahe Monch, "trescadecaphobia" (triskaidekaphobia")
I'll while these 'City Banks' 'watch over ya/Wachovia'
I peeped the future in my
To be honest man, we had a 'Mutual' relationship with 'Washington' (Why?)
Cause i believe they put the virus in the
Condoms they sell us, call it "Safe Sex"
When i spit, not only call it just a glitch in the Matrix
But an errorless, terror threat that they aint face yet

(Hook)