Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Da Road Jack

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I remember us blacks were on our backs
Across tracks where we live, now we packin' in
Or Pontiac if you know what I'm
Po' old nigg thinks it's a Caddy and now playin' mack daddy

But all right I blame it all on Jack
Who's Jack you ask me, you say, I say it time
But the rhyme goes into your head to your toes
And you missed me play it off a diss, yo

go and diss the wick wick wack, wiggedy whack in fact
I'm hit the road Jack for the hook
I'll play it by the book for the track, I'll bring it
Look out, hit da Jack

Hit da Jack
Hit da Jack
Hit da Jack

you come back, don't you come back
Don't you back, don't you come back

Black is and white is white
That's all if you're right, that's all right, no need to fight, yo
Much if your nature's in check a little
If not expect me to a doodle do a riddle

Just cracka proves to be a killer to me
Like I to be a negro but we grow to be people, people
But our had 'em playin' us out
Like we was

But if you take it and break it down, of noise
But Jack and his boys doin' what they wanna do
But hear me out Jack goes under to kill one another
'Cause some blacks act too

And if you see him, you can by his act
Not his word but his deed and we all because of that
Lifestyle of a dirty rat and if you act that
Step back and hit da Jack

Hit da Jack
Hit da Jack
Hit da road

you come back, don't you come back, don't you come back
Don't you come back, you come back, don't you come back

Don't you come back, don't you come back, you come back
you come back, don't you come back

Not Jack the Ripper or the of Spades, I'm not jackin' for beats
Let's get Jack the Raper, mothers cried while forefathers from the whip
And not a bit ever made the paper when I they all run and hide
And they quit and yell loud, here he wit' dat black s***

I'm through wit' Jack bein' the quarterback of the
played out like bell-bottom jeans, you know
I took a line from the Source for that
I know they feel the same, you, hit da road Jack

Hit da road
Hit da road
Hit da Jack

Don't you come back, don't you come
Don't you back, don't you come back
Come no more

Don't you come back, don't you come
Don't you back, don't you come back
Don't you back, don't you come back
Come back no more, don't you back