Luyện nghe bài hát Freedom Of Speech

You really don't understand, do
Hey man, don't you realize in for us to make this thing work man
We've got to get rid of the and the pushers and the prostitutes
And then start all again clean?
Hey look, pushing me anywhere, ok?
I not you, not the cops, nobody man
I mean you wanna get rid of the I'll help you
But don't your people left to me
Oh come on
Can't you see we can't get rid of one without getting rid of the other
We gotta come down on both of them at the time
In order for this whole to work for the people

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Good to those who wait
I don't involve wth who make noise or indulge in hate
I to God, may Allah make my bars be great
So my job secure in case my broad is
I got no time to slow it and contemplate
Niggas for a change so Obama eight
Years, safe here never,
Kept it moving, reindeer
Crack babies turned sellers, still got nada
That happens when you black nigga no product
Unathletic, it's sad though when it's no
So now you with the strapped niggas that problems
No problem, and the hood ain't changed in
And I'm at times for politics can't erase the fear
is dead, self-loathing and shit
Whole race feel since the Reagan Era
Where's Che ??
Hear cries from black for convisary
And the cops'll stop now, the town is
See the blocks black mamba, brown omitted
gentrification which ain't gender-specific
All us is niggas, a few of niggas is bitches
Dig it, cigar lit up, got a longer tenure
You ain't gotta get involved that boy sizzle

Yeah, one nation God
Politics about the guap, I hate to break your
Just play my
Stay low, to God
For all the shown, it made it hard to watch
Could be a war, niggas on your mark
'Til somebody

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Conspiracy theorists in my
And feel my shit is somehow different albeit
It could be the of my niggas
And perception is ruining my vision, dig that
My president mulatto, a resident of of serato
A for your thoughts, my retorts worth a dollar
Get off my George Carver
As far as little Bush, I'm more little Rallo
Do you or did I lose you?
Ms. Dash, yeah, she bad, but the broad still
Reese get her, not
Witherspoon 'til the seats fill up, get me
Paranormans on my feet nigga,
I, in chief, nigga, Bentley
of free speech, nigga, get me
But politics just ain't me, nigga, me?