Luyện nghe bài hát Free Bo

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

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

(Verse 1)
Ya A&R's the house nigga, the is the plantation
Now switch advance for your emancipation
You seeds in the field, picked cotton for real
I pop glocks like Beat street with an to kill
They take the of slaves to compete in a track meet
For the king of the city, sing of back streets
Choruses of cocaine tales and black
Only to niggas like professional athletes
They'll take merchandising
Snatch that
that black ass, ship you to London
Buy a way to France, Germany,
A real rogue from underground Harriet Tubman
While y'all stay struggling, we smuggle MCs through the
be bubblin' on mixed CDs, hustlin'
Klan seen me on the 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 please pardon my postpartum
MCs can spit it in C-sections
For immature minds to get it with lesson
Three Fifth's of a man ask with no plans,
"How you publishing figures without a? Man.?"
They got digital codes on the music for them to
So even when you sample a you payin' the clan
Now Google Monch, search "trescadecaphobia" (triskaidekaphobia")
I'll explain while these 'City 'watch over ya/Wachovia'
I peeped the in my sleep
To be honest man, we never had a 'Mutual' with 'Washington' (Why?)
Cause i believe put the virus in the latex
Condoms they sell us, call it "Safe Sex"
i spit, they not only call it just a glitch in the Matrix
But an errorless, terror threat that they aint face yet

(Hook)