Luyện nghe bài hát Give Up Your Guns

[Intro
When I woke up morning
I myself alone
I turned to her hair
And she was gone, she was
And there my pillow
Were her tears from the before
She said give up your and face the law

I robbed a bank in
And I thought I had it
But the hounds up my trail within the glades
So I ran
And I stumbled on this
And she came to me to me once
She give up your guns
She said give up your
She said give up your
And the law

Da 5'9"]
This is a stick up, up
Pistols lift up, lift up
If you get up, get up
Your
Kwe 'em

[Talib
to the violence
And we get numb and get
Get my gun into
I'm never runnin' or

Verse One Da 5'9"]
About a any minute bullets runnin' from the guns
In of any one of y'all youngins
We ain't in the winter
Still killin' chickens
We slippin, we ain't sittin'
You ain't listen is me
Bitch this Is bitch
I'm G
my nigga Kweli
Get gettin' stacks since 03'
No strings yo wack
Spittin' crack tracks
Like a dope oh
Me and my hot
Dream team I seen
Obscene fiends
whole backdrop
Like a green screen stuck before its
So stuck him up in Sing Sing
I know what you dog
I been caught walls
I don't (I'm the boss)
I make Scream calls
I don't aim I don't give a in the streets
Like I'm in the movie
I just let the off
Hittin' up my funds while I'm up the slums
the only pistol left
Cause they givin up

And now I'm in this cabin where my own true should be
Instead there lies a she wrote to me
And it said: though you live by the bullet
But you sure as can die
My give up your guns or say goodbye

And the sheriff now is calling with a shotgun at my
Son
Give up your
And the law

Da 5'9"]
This is a up, stick up
will lift up, lift up
If you get up, get up
Your
Kwe 'em

[Talib
Come to the
And we get to get silent
Get my gun into
I'm never runnin' or

[Verse Talib Kweli]
Hell naw my don't make speeches
Cause we no fake preachers
Or fake teachers
as the state releases
You from the
You not a
You quickly learn the
Between and privileges
Nothin' like
Remember Sai got shot?
Yo it was he layed on the ice shiverin'
Comfortably
He was killed for being and young
Violently is how the run
They in the slum
See the flashing and the gun
At the end of the tunnel no to run
The is the sum of the equation
When you add up the
The splatters
Life don't to rappers
So we glorify and
Talk our plans to die
And to always stay inside the motherfuckin' camera's eye
Get my good side, murder is so
But the hood cried every time one of us die

Three: Raekwon]
Give up my guns you crazy?
I'm all
All 80 fly out
Put you right out try it out
the babies
Bressed to
Blow a hole in your
With money I roll up the stretch
High 9's Mausbergs
faster than new V's
Fresh new of bullets or bean
Got my paper and plottin'
I blow a hole through your stocking
Come out back and scratch up your lockin'
We killas and don dons
Pop the vagabond tons
Boulevards where niggas will pull a
Wrong don't play me lady killas
Baby guerrillas with feelings
spray up the ceilings
The ninjas in the business
Mind your
judicious
Malicious we live in the kitchens
And dis niggas go the home
better biscuits
Come to the rally and flash if you this

Raekwon]
I'm not playin'. We niggas. All day. Keep them hollows nigga. They got
New little guns. New little joints with baby missiles in it. Them the
we play with nigga. The Einsteins is on nigga. Hard bottoms in
The hoodie. Ice Water nigga. Word up. Shala Raekwon. All day
E'day. A professional. Yeah. Get that niggas. Don't never give up
guns. You stupid?