Luyện nghe bài hát Freedom Of Speech

Yo, happenin', man?
Yo, tryin' to come down on the ATL
When we speak, they say we on a tip
up?

Now, I'ma kick a way out style that's smoother than
It's from Above The Law, so see, it's
Hype beats are kickin' and rippin', yo, with a touch
It's done the ruthless way, some say, it's too

Dope, please misdefine it
the way that I live and that's the style of my rhyme
That's on time, just like watch keeps tickin'
(KMG)
On my side, so that my knowledge stickin'

Now, what's known as a radio cut?
When you can say and you say
(Shit, fuck)
I really you wanna hear it
But the radio stations, you see, they gonna fear it

Yo, I thought this was based upon freedom of speech
Freedom of press, of your own religion
To your own decision, now that's baloney
if I gotta play by your rules, I'm being phony

Yo, I got to cater to this person or that
I got to rhyme for the white or the person?
Why it all be equal?
Music is a universal language for all

I better get off the tip
Before somebody out there say, I'm startin' to
I ain't trippin, I'm steadily and throwin'
Givin' you a style, keepin' me on top of the pile

'Cause ATL'll take over the nation
And if you wanna hear us, well, change the station
Boo! I sneak in your your mind
Sink in your mind, creep behind

So fast that you have time to deny a brother
That's the streets tryin' to teach, hopin' to reach
Yo, not one that's known to preach
But I wish for to have freedom of speech

Congress shall no law
Respecting an of religion
Or prohibiting the free thereof
Or the freedom of speech or of the press

milk you to make it understood
They it good, so that it taste real good
To you, so see, you fall in it
Your minds are small, they feed you infants

Like children bring you along
They say wrong for makin' a rap song
But hit you straight up jam after jam
Long as we say what we want, our stamps, we don't give a damn

Those that wanna out need to get the fuck out the business
'Cause ain't doin' nothin' but bluffin'
Me, I get every rhyme I release
I talk about violence or talk about peace

'Cause violence is somethin' happens in society
When people are livin' low and know where they can go
But peace, I think we all want peace, but it's too to face
And it's too far to reach I say my rhymes fast, slow
Sloppy or neat, see, I wish I'm doin' to have freedom of speech

Congress shall no law
an establishment of religion
Or prohibiting the free exercise
Or abridging the freedom of speech or of the

Now if they ban me, I don't a fuck
Chalk it up as
(Yeah, bad luck)
Because I'm with Laylaw's clout
And if he say that it stays, the comes out

'Cause in the days when rap first began
Some fool jumped up and it soon would end
But nowadays I hear song song
And it proved to me that the fool was

So yo, cut the bullshit, all set
It's time for the people to
About the that happen in the ghetto which those try to hide
they know we just strive to survive
(The homie said, have a job, if you'd give him a break)

But when he it
(He by the other man's ways)
Now see, just one more thing I have to talk about
how they say rap music is turnin' kids out
You got to give child credit for what he can do

the way that they're raised is really up to you
Rap music, a form of literature, and verbs and adjectives
Painted up like a picture, yo, it's hitcha
Yo, gonna getcha and when I'm all finished up, it's gonna fitcha
(Hittin' the nation)
to station
(Heavy rotation)

So that it's keepin' the pace, and
We will out on any situation
But we're doin'
Yo, we gotta have of speech

Yeah, see how we had to do that
Yo, I give it up to all my homeboys
That got of speech
Yo, 187, Ice Cube, MC Ren, the deadly Dr. Dre
Eazy-E, the Go

Total Koss thangs
in the muthafuckin' house
Yo, to my D.O.C
And Laylaw the clout and we out