Luyện nghe bài hát Freedom Of Speech

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

Freedom of Speech, some motherfucking bullshit
You say the wrong thing, lock your ass up quick
The FCC 'Profanity, no airplay"
They can 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?
bitching about rock 'n' roll
That's censorship, bitch

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

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

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

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

You hide the fact, Jack
There's in the streets every day
Any fool can recognize
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 you about down 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 show and said

So I thought for a minute and no
I wasn't even gonna do a damned
'Cos for me to change my words my rhymes
Is gonna happen 'cos there's no sellouts on mine

But I vowed to get those one day
They even arrested Brown and Cool J
Yo, they got theirs coming 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, straight fact
Columbus, Georgia, you can my dick
You ain't but a piece of fucking shit
On the map

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

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

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

But don't close it, always keep an open
A man who fails to is blind
We got one right left in the world 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 other
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 falls
What they're really to do is shut off
Our to information itself
If can't do it by law
They know there's other to do it