Luyện nghe bài hát Freedom Of Speech

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

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 bitch named Gore?
Yo, PMRC, we go, raw
Yo, Tip, the matter? You ain't getting no dick?
You're bitching about 'n' roll
That's censorship, dumb

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

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

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

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

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

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

Let me tell you about south
Where a motherfucker might as well not 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 gonna do a damned show
'Cos for me to change my words from my
Is never gonna 'cos there's no sellouts on mine

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

I'm gonna tell you how I feel you
No bull, no lies, no slack, just fact
Columbus, Georgia, you can my dick
You ain't but a piece of fucking shit
On the map

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

censor what we see, we read, we hear, we learn
The books burn
You better it out
We be able to say anything
Our were meant to shout

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

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

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

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