Luyện nghe bài hát Hannibal Lecture

X]
Being here in America make you an American
Being born in America doesn't make you an American
Why if birth made you an you wouldn't need any legislation
You wouldn't any amendments to the Constitution
I see any American dream, I see an American nightmare
I'm one of the 42 million black who are the victims of America

Aiyyo we all in now, all in together now
Hard truth soldierin, hard truth soldier
Keep on servin 'em, cause you we do work
Mashin in my Chevy down the of New York, they feel me
I grip, and hit up the spot
Snatch as my dual pipes burn up the block
We hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast
On the they hear my beat, my 69 is fast
Smash Lennox, head up to the 'View
Some reporter wanna holla and I said it was
Wanna know about the album and the new
How P.E. and Guerilla Funk is keepin it
Breakin bread politics, you know how it go
'Bout the war and how it's shitty that we murder for
Then the reporter asked a question, that I had to
How, I act if every day was maybe my last
How if every day I worried 'bout my family in
I'd be murdered on street in a puddle of piss
Or if I would get some that my brother had died
If they ran up in my and held my kids and my wife
Or if we was looted and took all our thangs
If my sister was abducted, never heard again
I began to compare it, so he observe
When I made the parallels with how livin abroad
I can't ignore it, these pigs ride deep in the
Cap a nigga for his wallet, beat another for
And the cold part it, life is cheaper than that
Down there people on the bottom each other for scraps
that, propoganda got the people confused
Damned by the media keep 'em subdued
I around the world, seen a lot of shit in my life
Same sirens, same birds swirlin at night
Same racism, each of us all
Same outsiders where we live the law
Gats on the streets, gunplayin with heat
Same prisons full of brothers in like sheep
Same that'll burn folks for pay
conditions in communities we die everyday
Same and ignorance, now what will it take
to break the motherfuckin cycle, get the people
That's why I'm out of tears for 'em, all out of tears for 'em
Even though my heart goes out, the fuck you cryin 'bout?
Money for rebuilding but, what about
When the way we live is shitty where's the for our own?
I can't decide it, it's real, I hit you with
Maybe I'll be cause I hit you with truth
See they kill for less than we say on records to you
Hear the message in the music from a to you, now listen

x6 to end]
Save my you gotta, save my life you gotta [x3]
us, save us