Luyện nghe bài hát Freedom Of Speech

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

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

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

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

Hey, PMRC, you fucking assholes
The sticker on the record is makes 'em sell gold
Can't you see, you alcoholic
The more you try to us, the larger we get?

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

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

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

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

Let me tell you about south
Where a motherfucker might as well not even a mouth
Columbus, Georgia, said they'd 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 gonna do a show
'Cos for me to change my from my rhymes
Is never happen 'cos there's no sellouts on mine

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

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

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

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

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

But don't close it, always keep an 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 trying to do with
With this, uh, Act and a lot of other ways
Is start by saying that protecting the public
wicked 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 information
If they do it by law
know there's other ways to do it