Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Black

They try to take advantage of a 'cause I'm black
They at me strange, so I'm lookin' at they ass back
I got a problem, so I'm writin' you a note
A to the KKK from the black folks

I'm tryin' to get it on, tryin' to check the
And there goes cracker tryin' to sink my fuckin' battleship
Turnin' on his flashers, up the dogs
Now my Lexus Coupe is flex by the hogs

Snatchin' out my seats, tellin' me I sell
Am I on probation or I tell 'em fuck, no
me Mister Officer, what's the problem? What's the matter?
Why you gotta us like scum?

Is it that a doin' a tad bit better than you?
And brutality is all that you can do
And mark me up for yo ass
When in reality officer kicked my ass, damn

You overflex your too
Put your in my shoe and let me try on your boot
So I can run it in
You can me like God and I can treat you like dirt

The 22 years I here, I saw
Motherfuckers disrespect God before they the law
But yo, I gots to 'em
'Cause I refuse to be mislead by this ungodly

Mister President, I on yo back do'
I make yo mind doin' rap but I'm black doe,

"We are States of America, you honestly believe
Just because you bags that means you care?
You the right to abuse and treat my people
Like they're animals on the I'll be damned
Your bloods will flow with the hands of the man
In the same that you killed me and my brothers in"

Mister Officer, Mister Officer, Mister Sergeant
Just because I'm and I'm black, I'm a target?
You say I'm sellin' but you fake
young dope dealers flash cash and make mistakes

And we ain't dealin' no mo'
at my hood, we ain't killin' no mo'
So everybody's peace
The only war that's goin' on is goin' on with the

'Cause they ain't stoppin' with the
If they could they'd lock us up with some and swing a bull whip
'Cause they figure the master
And can take you to jail or take your lifes

Them sorry bastards that makes me why
The Five-O can if we live or if a nigga dies
And to me, shit is bull
Only God can take life but I gotta watch the law

It's bad enough, I watch the G but even worse
I gots to the motherfuckers who protect me
fuckin' packin' gats, yo
They serve and protect, they respect 'cause I'm black, hoe

"Every black man that is a car jacker start jackin'
cars and watch jaw brains shad on the dashboard
Why when you us over you show us your pistols
Beforeyou asks us for our drivers license? is not right"

Rollin' through my hood in my motherfuckin'
tailgated by a motherfuckin' copper
But I ain't got for you motherfuckin' dickheads
y'all was straight hoes back in school, nerdy shitheads

I finally figured out why you bitches in packs
'Cause who ain't shit talk loud and pack gats
You got a fuckin' pistol, now you you're a VIP man
But you can get cut because you'd be like the next man

Holdin' me for nothin', runnin' my license plates
My come clean, you call the DEA
The DEA says I'm a drug dealer
Straight killer, a motherfuckin' wig splitter

He don't know shit a nigga but I'm black
As far as he's concerned, all niggas push
And I'm 22 that really makes 'em check
A Benz, Lexus Coupe, no respect

I gotta be doin' long, I'm hidin' from the demons
He gotta be stringin' yale, let's someone that's pregnant
'Cause niggas can't have shit but I'm a troop

You come to us Luke, Undercover David Duke
Mister David Duke, officer, Mister Mister Master
I'm pickin' out coffin, Sir

Die motherfuckers, I'll send folks my worst
A breast of pig in a motherfuckin'
So fuck you motherfuckers, punk bitches that
'Cause I'm real the shit that I speak 'cause I