Luyện nghe bài hát Freedom Of Speech

Ayo, Ice, man
I'm working on this paper for college
What's the Amendment?

Freedom of Speech, that's some bullshit
You say the wrong thing, they'll lock your ass up
The FCC 'Profanity, no airplay"
can suck my dick while I take a shit 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 about rock 'n' roll
That's censorship, bitch

The Constitution 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 assholes
The sticker on the record is what 'em sell gold
Can't you see, you idiots
The you try to suppress us, the larger we get?

(You the right to remain silent)
Fuck that right, I the right to talk
I want the right to speak, I want the to walk
Where I wanna yell and I'm
Tell and rebel time I'm on a

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

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

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

Let me tell you about down
Where a motherfucker might as not even have a mouth
Columbus, Georgia, said lock me up
If I got on the stage in my and said 'Fuck'

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

But I vowed to get those one day
They even arrested Bobby Brown and J
Yo, they got theirs coming I'm mad and I'm gunning
Homeboys and there's no

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

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

You'll what we see, we read, we hear, we learn
The books will
You better it out
We should be to say anything
Our lungs meant to shout

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

But don't close it, always keep an open
A man who fails to is blind
We only got one right left in the today
Let me have it or throw The away

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

But if you the chain of dominoes that falls down
they're really trying to do is shut off
Our to information itself
If can't do it by law
They know other ways to do it