Luyện nghe bài hát House Nigga

Let me see, let me see
How should I
If I say stop the violence, I chart
Maybe I should write some songs mozart
'cause many people believe rap is an art
Wake up, shake up, look alive
Blastmaster will revive
Four or five million deprived
When out to survive, wake up and
Some say I am a rap missionary
Some people say I am a dictionary
people say I am truly legendary
But what I am is simply a revolutionary
I write rhymes on stationary
Mary, mary, contrary
Doesn't make in my vocabulary
Uncle tom niggaz, too scary
So they can't be around, I don't do
For every jesus, must be a judas
the concept of the house nigga, field nigga
The house nigga will sell you up the
So to massa, look bigger
And ya bet under a rock, he'll slither
But I'll grab the of the house nigga
the trigger and his head I'll deliver
To the of righteous people
Black, white, or indian, we're all
So all ya racist I'll decode, explode
And eat you apple pie a la mode
On a hot day, bring me no hamhocks
Cause round the clock, I'll kick buttocks
All afternoon in the classroom, in the room
In the bathroom, in the swimming
On a footstool, then stop -- nope, april fools!
out the baseball bat and somehow
March your racist to moscow

Ya know I'm saying?
Are there any, are any intelligent people in the house?

What can I say, o ye of little
To think that krs-one has been erased
What a waste, my points at the face of the human race
They're confused and
My are subliminal, sometimes metaphysical
I teach, not preach, you want a challenge? I'll dissin you
I go philosophical by
the call, ignorant, hot tropical
Ya a palm tree and nice dope shade?
Only if the universal law is
is "know thyself" for better mental health
Yet so many rappers are with wealth
On my shelf I got
Other artists want belts and
World cups seminars and conventions
and not to mention
The shows for pimps and hoes
And every hypocrite that flaunt their clothes
Krs knows, so he grows
Always sayin somethin different the average joe's
So I confront them with the chain
But it doesn't albums, I believe it is the brain
So I'll free while you reign, I'm lovin it
You be the king and I'll your government
Send crew to berlin or dublin
I'll out-think em, em, and shrink em
Down to ya size, the cries
In the of intelligence, ignorance dies
Dear, it's edutainment
Rap a teacher, so I became it
Rough and ready, the beats are steady
With sharp as a machete
Clap, there's another house niggaz
Another soft tom crew is in check
Ego wrecked and corrected
By krs-one, produced and