Luyện nghe bài hát Fugitive

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

I was walking down the block
I these two big bikers standing by the biker's shop
They seen it was me so to make theyself bigger
One got bad bold, pointed and 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 looked to my back to my
One had a chain in his and the Devil in his eye

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

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

I put my down, left him on the ground
Everything was till the cops came around
They said, "You're arrest for assault 2 and 3"
I laughed at the copper and said, "Explain to me"

He said, "You hit the man with a and punched another in the jaw
And left the scene nothing happened and then they called the law"
I laughed in his face, I said, "This make sense
It was two my black 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 kid would have 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 I wouldn't graduate
I didn't go a lot, that didn't mean I didn't
I had to come to school more often to try again year

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

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

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

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

I told my mom and dad I within
If we took Suffix 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 in River head
of fighting and wilding, I wrote my records instead
Comisarry was [unverified] owed me
CO's beat me up on shakedowns
But now those know me

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