Luyện nghe bài hát House Nigga

Let me see, let me see
How I start
If I say stop the violence, I won't
Maybe I should write songs like mozart
'cause many people believe rap is an art
Wake up, shake up, hypocrite look
Blastmaster krs-one revive
or five million still deprived
When out to survive, wake up and
Some people say I am a rap
Some people say I am a walking
Some say I am truly legendary
But I am is simply a black revolutionary
I write rhymes on plain
Mary, mary, quite
Doesn't sense in my vocabulary
Uncle tom house niggaz, too
So they be around, I don't do this
For every jesus, there be a judas
It's the concept of the nigga, field nigga
The house will sell you up the river
So to massa, look bigger
And when ya bet a rock, he'll slither
But I'll grab the tail of the house
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, don't me no hamhocks
round the clock, I'll kick their buttocks
All afternoon in the classroom, in the room
In the bathroom, in the pool
On a footstool, I'll stop -- nope, april fools!
out the baseball bat and somehow
March your butt to moscow

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

can I say, o ye of little faith
To think that krs-one has been erased
a waste, my finger 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? start dissin you
I go by topical
Hearin the call, ignorant, hot
Ya a palm tree and nice dope shade?
Only if the law is obeyed
Which is "know thyself" for better mental
Yet so many are preoccupied with wealth
On my shelf I got
Other artists belts and idols
World from seminars and conventions
Competition and not to
The award shows for pimps and
And every other hypocrite that their clothes
Krs knows, so he just
Always sayin somethin different from the average
So I confront with the biggest chain
But it doesn't rate albums, I it is the brain
So I'll remain free while you reign, I'm it
You be the and I'll overthrow your government
Send your to berlin or dublin
out-think em, chump em, and shrink em
Down to ya size, the cries
In the face of intelligence, dies
Dear, it's edutainment
Rap needed a teacher, so I it
and ready, the beats are very steady
With sharp as a machete
Clap, there's another house niggaz
Another soft unlce tom crew is in
Ego and rhymes corrected
By krs-one, and directed