Luyện nghe bài hát House Nigga

Let me see, let me see
How should I
If I say stop the violence, I won't
Maybe I should write some songs mozart
'cause many people believe rap is an art
up, shake up, hypocrite look alive
Blastmaster will revive
Four or five million deprived
When out to survive, up and realize
Some say I am a rap missionary
Some people say I am a dictionary
Some people say I am legendary
But what I am is a black revolutionary
I write rhymes on stationary
Mary, mary, quite
Doesn't make in my vocabulary
tom house niggaz, too scary
So they can't be around, I don't do
For every jesus, there be a judas
It's the concept of the house nigga, field
The house nigga will sell you up the
So to massa, he'll look
And when ya bet under a rock, slither
But I'll the tail of the house nigga
Pull the and his head I'll deliver
To the of righteous people
Black, white, or indian, we're all
So all ya racist codes I'll decode,
And eat you apple pie a la mode
On a hot day, don't bring me no
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 I'll stop -- nope, fools!
Whip out the bat and somehow
March your butt to moscow

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

What can I say, o ye of faith
To think krs-one has surely been erased
What a waste, my finger points at the face of the human
confused and misplaced
My words are subliminal, sometimes
I teach, not preach, you a challenge? I'll start dissin you
I go by topical
the call, ignorant, hot tropical
Ya a palm tree and nice dope shade?
Only if the universal law is
Which is "know thyself" for better mental
Yet so many are preoccupied with wealth
On my shelf I got
Other want belts and idols
World cups from and conventions
and not to mention
The award for pimps and hoes
And every other hypocrite flaunt their clothes
Krs knows, so he grows
sayin somethin different from the average joe's
So I them with the biggest chain
But it doesn't albums, I believe it is the brain
So remain free while you reign, I'm lovin it
You be the king and I'll your government
Send your crew to or dublin
I'll out-think em, em, and shrink em
Down to ya size, the cries
In the of intelligence, ignorance dies
Dear, simple edutainment
Rap needed a teacher, so I it
Rough and ready, the beats are steady
With lyrics as a machete
Clap, there's house niggaz neck
Another soft unlce tom crew is in
Ego wrecked and corrected
By krs-one, and directed