Luyện nghe bài hát Freedom Of Speech

Ayo, Ice, man
I'm on this term paper for college
What's the First

of Speech, that's some motherfucking 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 bitch named
Yo, PMRC, we go, raw
Yo, Tip, the matter? 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 what we want, Tip, argument is weak
records, TV, school books too
And who decides what's right to You?

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

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

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

You hide the fact, Jack
There's in the streets every day
Any fool can that
But you try to lie and lie
And say some motherfucking apple pie

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

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

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

But I to get those motherfuckers one day
even arrested Bobby Brown and Cool J
Yo, got theirs coming 'cos 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 straight
Columbus, Georgia, you can my dick
You ain't nothing but a of fucking shit
On the map

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

You'll what we see, we read, we hear, we learn
The will burn
You think it out
We should be able to say
Our lungs were to shout

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

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

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

But if you the chain of dominoes that falls down
What they're really trying to do is off
Our access to information
If they do it by law
They know there's other to do it