Luyện nghe bài hát High For Hours

This is called high as shit, for hours
That's the name of song, nigga
High as for Hours
we go, yeah

American hypocrisy, oh, let me the ways
They came seekin' freedom
Then they end up ownin'
Justified it Christianity which saves
Religion don't mean shit, there's too ego in the way
That's why is a crisis
But in reality this do the same shit
Take a life and it righteous
Remember when Bin got killed, supposedly?
In a lobby after a show, was noticin'
These white ladies CNN, coverin' the action
They read the and then they all started clappin'
As if had just scored a basket at the buzzer
I stood there for a second, watched them high-five each
For real? I thought this was "Thou not kill"
But police 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
I was a little boy my father lived in Texas
Pulled up in Toyota, drove that bitch like it was
Put my bag in his trunk and off for Dallas
Out for the summer, feelin' just like I was Alice
Lost in the Wonderland where still sufferin'
Just they was back home, and that's wrong
So now "Fuck the government!"
They see my niggas
And don't give a fuck at all, and that's wrong, yeah

The of shit that make you wanna
The type of shit make you wanna let go
The of shit that make you wanna
The type of shit make you wanna 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
nervous, sittin' in a room full of white folks
Thinkin' about the black man plight, think I might
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 helpin' niggas out?
Well, I didn't say "nigga," but you my drift
He me in my eyes and spoke and he was rather swift
He broke the issues down and showed me he was
I got the vibe he was sincere and that the brother
But dawg, you in the chair, the hold up?
He said, "There's things I wanna fix
But you this shit, nigga: politics."
stop fightin' and don't stop believin'
You can the world better for your kids before you leave it
Change is slow, always has been, will be
But fuck that, bust back 'til they kill me
Change is slow, has been, always will be
But fuck that, bust back until they kill me—feel me?

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

Here's a thought for my revolutionary
Take a look at history, it's there to pick apart
See, the at the top, they get to do just what they want
'Til after a while the at the bottom finally get smart
Then start to holla "Revolution!"
of livin' here, destitution
Fuck lootin'! Can you tell me what's the best solution?
I used to it was to overthrow oppressors, see
If we destroy the system, that means we'll have of greed
But see, it's not simple
I got to thinkin' about the of human nature
While instrumental played
Then I realized that made
Me wonder if revolution was really the way
Before you trip and throw a fit over words I say
Think about shit for second, you heard the way
The children in abusive grow up
Knockin' girlfriends out called a cycle
Abused becomes the abuser and that's just how go
So
You get the power, but you know what power does to
Corruption leads us to the same shit again
So when you talk 'bout
Dawg, I just what you sayin'
What good is takin'
When we know what you do?
The only real revolution right inside of you
I said, what good is over
When we know you gon' do?
The real revolution 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 that make you wanna
The type of shit that make you let go