Luyện nghe bài hát Fugitive

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

Here I was walking the block
I seen these two big bikers 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 suck my finger up, I said, "His mother" and kept
His friend told his other friend, "Hey Cauky, get him"
I to my back to my surprise
One had a chain in his and the Devil in his eye

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

Then his friend said, "Cauky, are you alright?"
But what he didn't was he was in for a fight
The in his jaw, he fell on the floor
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 and said, "Explain this to me"

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

He tried to me, so I pushed him on the floor
And ran my black ass home and 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 be late
If I miss another day Mrs. Cann said I wouldn't
I didn't go a lot, that mean I didn't care
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 things be straight
out my graduation cops came and tried to put me on the gate

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

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

I went to jail, Monday I was in jail through
When you're and you're in trouble man does your lawyer get paid
Then my moms told the judge, "My son's a 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 a doubt, like 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 inmates owed me
CO's would me up on shakedowns
But now those know me

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