Luyện nghe bài hát Freedom Of Speech

Ayo, Ice, man
I'm working on term paper for college
the First Amendment?

Freedom of Speech, that's some motherfucking
You say the wrong thing, they'll lock your ass up
The FCC 'Profanity, no airplay"
They can suck my dick while I take a all day

Think I give a fuck about some silly named Gore?
Yo, PMRC, we go, raw
Yo, Tip, what's the You ain't getting no dick?
You're bitching rock 'n' roll
That's censorship, dumb

The says we all got a right to speak
Say we want, Tip, your argument is weak
Censor records, TV, school too
And who what's right to hear? You?

Hey, PMRC, you stupid fucking
The sticker on the record is what makes 'em sell
you see, you alcoholic idiots
The you try to suppress us, the larger we get?

(You have the right to silent)
Fuck that right, I want the to talk
I want the right to speak, I want the right to
Where I wanna and I'm gonna
Tell and every time I'm on a

on the stage, cold illing
The knowledge I will be heard by millions
We ain't the problems, we ain't the
It's the suckers depriving the from our children

You can't the fact, Jack
violence in the streets every day
Any fool can that
But you try to lie and lie
And say America's some motherfucking pie

Yo, you gotta be to believe that
You're change the world by a sticker on a record sleeve
'Cos once you take away my right to
Everybody in the world's up shit

Let me you about down south
Where a might as well not even have a mouth
Columbus, Georgia, they'd lock me up
If I got on the stage in my show and 'Fuck'

So I thought for a minute and no
I wasn't even do a damned show
'Cos for me to my words from my rhymes
Is never gonna 'cos there's no sellouts on mine

But I to get those motherfuckers one day
They arrested Bobby Brown and Cool J
Yo, they got coming 'cos I'm mad and I'm gunning
Homeboys and no running

I'm gonna you how I feel about you
No bull, no lies, no slack, straight fact
Columbus, Georgia, you can my dick
You ain't nothing but a piece of fucking
On the map

Freedom of Speech, let 'em take it me
Next they'll take it from you, then what you do?
Let 'em censor books, let 'em art
PMRC, this is where the hunt starts

You'll censor what we see, we read, we hear, we
The books burn
You think it out
We should be to say anything
Our were meant to shout

Say what we feel, yell out what's
Even though it may not mass appeal
Your opinion is yours, my is mine
If you don't like I'm saying, fine

But don't close it, keep an open mind
A man who fails to listen is
We only got one left in the world today
Let me it or throw The Constitution away

What they're trying to do with
this, uh, McCarron-Walter? Act and a lot of other ways
Is start by saying that they're the public
wicked rock bands or girlie magazines or whatever

But if you the chain of dominoes that falls down
What really trying to do is shut off
Our access to information
If can't do it by law
know there's other ways to do it