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 some motherfucking
You say the wrong thing, they'll lock ass up quick
The FCC 'Profanity, no airplay"
They can suck my dick while I take a all day

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

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

Hey, PMRC, you stupid fucking
The on the record is what makes 'em sell gold
Can't you see, you idiots
The more you try to suppress us, the larger we

(You have the to remain silent)
Fuck that right, I the right to talk
I want the 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 will be heard by millions
We the problems, we ain't the villains
It's the depriving the truth from our children

You can't 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 gotta be high to that
You're gonna 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 not even have a mouth
Columbus, Georgia, they'd lock me up
If I got on the in my show and said 'Fuck'

So I thought for a and said no
I even gonna do a damned show
'Cos for me to change my words my rhymes
Is never gonna happen 'cos there's no on mine

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

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

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

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

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

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

What they're to do with radio
With this, uh, Act and a lot of other ways
Is start by saying that protecting the public
From wicked rock bands or girlie magazines or

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