Luyện nghe bài hát Fugitive

I ran a rebel in '85
Cops tried to catch me all of 'em said
I up these other men who were bigger than me
Was it because I was and they were W H I T E

I was walking down the block
I seen these two big bikers standing by the biker's
They it was me so to make theyself feel bigger
One got bad bold, and called me a nigger

I my finger up, I said, "His mother" and kept stepping
His friend told his other friend, "Hey Cauky, get him"
I to my back to my surprise
One had a in his hand and the Devil in his eye

I said, "I'm in trouble, let me think quick"
I looked down at the ground and got this big fat
no time to waste I put the brick in my hand
And then the took the chain fell out of his hand

his friend Crotty said, "Cauky, are you alright?"
But what he didn't know was he was in for a
The right in his jaw, he on the floor
The kid I hit the brick before said, "Don't hit him anymore"

I put my brick down, left him on the
Everything was cool till the came around
said, "You're under arrest for assault 2 and 3"
I at the copper and said, "Explain this to me"

He said, "You hit the man with a brick and punched in the jaw
And left the scene like happened and then they called the law"
I laughed in his face, I said, "This don't sense
It was two against my ass, this makes this an offense"

He to grab me, so I pushed him on the floor
And ran my ass home and locked the living room door
I did what any black kid would did
But to the coppers of the county, I'm as a fugitive

I had to go to school, I couldn't be
If I miss another day Mrs. Cann said I graduate
I go a lot, that didn't mean I didn't care
I had to to school more often to try again next year

that, I went to school and I tried
You know to from the cops to June of '85
I get my diploma and things be straight
Find out my graduation cops came and tried to put me on the

I ran though with the diploma I owned
With cops chasing me all the way till I got
I got gain, why, you know what I did?
I ran my black ass and to them I'm still a fugitive

Two years went by, me running the cops
My mom looked at my dad, my dad said, "Son, has gotta stop"
Dad gave me money, he said, "Son, is for ya"
I went to Garden to go get me a lawyer

I went to jail, Monday I was in jail Friday
When you're black and you're in trouble man does your lawyer get
Then my moms told the judge, "My son's a child"
Then he at my mother and said, "Then take us to trial"

I my mom and dad I felt within
If we took County to court or trial, I know I wouldn't win
So without a doubt, any black kid in Suffix county
K S O L O had to cop out

To sixteen months in head
Instead of and wilding, I wrote my records instead
Comisarry was [unverified] owed me
CO's beat me up on shakedowns
But now suckers know me

And I laugh at cops who arrest me for what I did
'Cause I'm hooked and no am I a fugitive