Luyện nghe bài hát High For Hours

This is being high as shit, for hours
That's the name of this song,
as Shit for Hours
Here we go,

American hypocrisy, oh, let me the ways
They came here freedom
they end up ownin' slaves
Justified it usin' which saves
Religion don't mean shit, too much ego in the way
That's why is a crisis
But in reality country do the same shit
Take a life and call it
when Bin Laden got killed, supposedly?
In a hotel lobby after a show, was
These white ladies CNN, coverin' the action
They read the and then they all started clappin'
As if LeBron had just scored a at the buzzer
I stood there for a second, them high-five each other
For real? I this was "Thou shalt not kill"
But still lettin' off on niggas in the Ville
Claimin' that he for a gun
They think we dumb and got a death wish
Now somebody's son is breathless
When I was a boy my father lived in Texas
Pulled up in Toyota, that bitch like it was Lexus
Put my bag in his trunk and off for Dallas
Out there for the summer, feelin' like I was Alice
Lost in the where niggas still sufferin'
Just like they was back home, and wrong
So now "Fuck the government!"
see my niggas strugglin'
And they don't give a fuck at all, and wrong, yeah

The of shit that make you wanna
The type of that make you wanna let go
The type of shit that make you
The type of shit that make you let go

I had a with the President, I paid to go and see him
Thinkin' about the I said I'd say when I would see him
Feelin' nervous, sittin' in a room full of white
Thinkin' the black man plight, think I might choke
Nope, raised my hand and a man a question
Does he see the struggle of his brothers in
And if so, if you got all the in the clout
As the President, what's keepin' you from helpin' out?
Well, I say "nigga," but you catch my drift
He looked me in my eyes and and he was rather swift
He broke the issues down and me he was well-aware
I got the vibe he was sincere and that the brother
But dawg, you in the chair, what's the up?
He said, "There's things I wanna fix
But you this shit, nigga: politics."
Don't stop fightin' and don't believin'
You can make the world for your kids before you leave it
is slow, always has been, always will be
But fuck that, I'ma bust back 'til they me
Change is slow, always has been, will be
But fuck that, I'ma back until they kill me—feel me?

The of shit that make you wanna (Aight, third verse)
The type of shit that you wanna let go
The type of shit make you wanna
The type of shit make you wanna let go

Here's a thought for my revolutionary
Take a deeper look at history, it's to pick apart
See, the people at the top, they get to do what they want
'Til a while the people at the bottom finally get smart
Then they start to "Revolution!"
Tired of here, destitution
Fuck that lootin'! Can you tell me the best solution?
I used to think it was to oppressors, see
If we destroy the system, that means we'll less of greed
But see, it's not simple
I got to about the history of human nature
this instrumental played
Then I realized somethin' made
Me wonder if revolution was ever the way
Before you trip and a fit over these words I say
Think this shit for second, you heard the way
The in abusive households grow up
Knockin' girlfriends out cold—that's called a
Abused becomes the abuser and just how life go
So
You get the power, but you know what power to man?
Corruption always leads us to the shit again
So when you 'bout revolution
Dawg, I hear just you sayin'
What is takin' over
When we what you gon' do?
The only real revolution happens right of you
I said, what is takin' over
When we know what you do?
The only real happens right inside of you, nigga

The type of shit that you wanna (High for hours, nigga)
The type of shit that make you let go (Volume one)
The type of shit make you wanna
The type of shit that make you let go