Luyện nghe bài hát I Cant Breathe

I'ma keep it real, my whole life is a attack
You gotta pay cause my people is artifacts
He said he got a gun, why you We all got 'em
I own a gun, no bullets, never shot it
I don't scared for my life, all you Americans is so fucking scary
Ask yourself who you're than

I the shit out you, you a bitch and you scary
Without a weapon or money you wouldn't see clearly
And keep it real, why the fuck your family a pervert
preying on them kids, getting away with murder
People don't look at me in the for the shit that they did
One just died, karma's a bitch
And raping more guys than you think
So if your chick's in the bed, you better go and see
People out and can't express their emotions
I got so many times, I don't know if I'm broken
why I got to sit back, smoke a blunt, and get focused
Segregation just ended, you people is

You people all bitches, the people
I would your grandparents suck a dick and they evil
If they hating for the of the skin then they evil
If they enslaved or raped, then how you call me evil
You taught me how to kill, you taught me how to
You taught me how to cry, you me how to read
Propaganda's so real, Jesus don't like that
Jesus? I don't know, that's bullshit

I believe in Earth, I in people
Ban all the guns they killing people
Ban all the weapons cause they killing
Ban all the cause they made from evil
And why was you scared if you was
They love raping black people, go to Oakland
Ride to East Oakland, see the young prostitutes and
All the police know it, and they probably get pussy or they fuck 'em in ass
once they get in trouble, it's all about the task
Live with integrity and with honesty
Uplift the people you, honestly
Just because they pimped us don't you got to
Just because they drugs don't mean you got to
All white call us rapist, Black Friday everyday
Ask yourself who's

A couldn't be able to teach this
You gotta learn for and be your own teacher
Cause they have you working than being a leader
If knowledge was free, then why you paying for
everyone pimping, highest level is government
Lower street pimping is circle of suffering
They love to get hip-hop babies
They selling off organs, pre-mature murder
this killing and stop this hatred
People should be able to around the fucking streets naked
And shit happen
Oh yeah, I forget, I'm a rapper
You can't put me in a box, no more
Why the segregation? I'm just asking
A hundred years of pain, you got the to ask me what's wrong with black people? Where's your mom and daddy?
And then try to make you feel bad when you ain't got a dad like you're lesser of a man
But check out

Mom and dad cool but people get
And if you want to have a child, your choice
I for all the victims and I cry sometimes
the pain is so vivid
They try to normalize pain, pay attention
the youth cause we all slipping

I can't
I breathe
I can't
I breathe

And God I'm able to read
I can't
You feel me, Lil B
I breathe
And God I'm able to read
Lil B
I don't a fuck no more, I'm going in for life
Anyone can get it at point

When you a hundred, you can't stand for bullshit
You what I'm saying, I'm thugged out pissed off
It is what it is, you know I'm saying
It's boy Lil B, everytime you hear my voice, you know it's real
Every time you see me, you know it's
One of a kind, check out
Real pain the streets

I came out the with that sour taste
I relate to fiends and throw-a-ways
I relate to them homies paid dues
I put hands on niggas and I don't taking
Them crackers try to my mind, whodie
crackers out here fucking niggas with that time, whodie
I'm out here, I'm me (Lil B)
man shit, pushing 33
I got and I got killers (What else you got, big bruh?)
No homo, I got niggas (Lil bruh, you got mane?)
And no homo, I'm sacks
I never paid for the smother, now that's a (Figaro!)

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I bust a cracker head,
I'm bout under, you scared, whodie
I seen smother, I under
I love life and I love number