Luyện nghe bài hát Hannibal Lecture

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Being here in America make you an American
born here in America doesn't make you an American
Why if birth made you an you wouldn't need any legislation
You wouldn't need any amendments to the
I don't see any dream, I see an American nightmare
I'm one of the 42 million people 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 know we do
Mashin in my Chevy down the streets of New York, they me
I smooth grip, and hit up the
Snatch Flav as my dual pipes up the block
We bumpin hardcore, heavyweight, blast
On the they hear my beat, my 69 is fast
Smash down Lennox, head up to the
Some reporter wanna holla and I said it was
Wanna about the album and the Enemy's new
How P.E. and Guerilla Funk is it movin
bread talkin politics, you know how it go
'Bout the war and how shitty that we murder for dough
the reporter asked a question, that I had to mash
How, I would act if every day was my last
How if every day I worried 'bout my family in
I'd be murdered on these street in a puddle of
Or if I would get news that my brother had died
If they ran up in my and held my kids and my wife
Or if we was and somebody took all our thangs
If my was abducted, never heard from again
I began to compare it, so he could
When I made the parallels with how they abroad
I can't it, these pigs ride deep in the streets
Cap a nigga for his wallet, beat for free
And the cold part about it, life is than that
Down there people on the kill each other for scraps
Imagine that, got the people confused
Damned by the media that keep 'em
I around the world, seen a lot of shit in my life
Same sirens, same ghetto birds swirlin at
Same racism, profilin of us all
Same outsiders we live enforcin the law
Gats clappin on the streets, gunplayin with
Same prisons of brothers herded in like sheep
turncoats that'll burn folks for pay
Same in communities we die everyday
Same and ignorance, now what will it take
to break the cycle, get the people away?
That's why I'm fresh out of tears for 'em, all out of for 'em
Even though my heart goes out, what the fuck you cryin
Money for rebuilding but, what home?
When the way we live is where's the love for our own?
I can't decide it, real, I hit you with proof
Maybe I'll be suicided I hit you with truth
See they kill for than what we say on records to you
Hear the message in the from a rebel to you, now listen

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Save my life you gotta, save my you gotta [x3]
Save us, us