Luyện nghe bài hát It's A Shame

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Who else but me, can see the state of emergency we face
wearin of certain clothin can get a brother a case
Talkin pants, Air Force Ones, and a cap
It's casual, but to authorities it mean you sellin
It's a shame I can't ride on the rich of town
Without pulled over, thrown on the hood and patted down
Searchin my person for weapons and paraphenalia
It's rough on a that's what I'm tellin ya
When I say thug, I don't mean I'm 'sposed to be locked behind
Cause my acronym for is True Hero Under God
But I'm a criminal cause I got gold teeth
Ain't no for blacks, just-us with no sleep
And they why I keep a Glock 40 on my hip
Houston police department love to empty full clips
Accidental death? Bullshit! They murdered all my
Chinga tu de policina {?} puente
If get out of line, I get out of line
I'll be damned if I don't for my freedom and don't mind dyin
Already got one in the grave, ain't shit for me to jump in
overdosin on codeine, heart barely pumpin
I'm all the time, straight addicted
Paranoid, my dog might be a detective, so I wanna kick it
Even though I rob banks or sell street rocks
I be callin collect to Trae to say, come bail me out
This crooked-ass America, I swear they got some
Every city I travel to, the situation the
I can't even say it's racial I got some white friends
Then again, they get patted cause I'm not a white
It's a

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Bad enough they wanna follow me the sto'
Like I'ma steal somethin, thinkin I ain't got no
And if I died tonight, they'll I did a crime for it
Offer me 25, insistin that I for it
Why I can't drive a fancy ride and rock diamonds and
Why every I shine you wanna crucify my soul
Under investigation cause the on parole
wrong, if I'm not flowin it's a shame

27 of struggle is all I saw
I lost homies to homies, and homies to the law
Everywhere I lay my head, dere homicides
I done seen so many murders since the day my died
I ain't lyin, I remit, will I survive, can I breathe?
Cause I see too many Christians as murderers and thieves
And I never seen a man cry, until I a man die
But he was tryin to do me so I had to make man fly
the authorities understand self-defense
All they give a damn is who did it and evidence
Screamin guilty to another thug off the street
Prejudiced prosecutors keep no blood off the street
I'm one deep, if I gotta use my burner, I'm
I gotta go "Rollin' on the River" like Tina Turner
Cause crooked-ass America, I swear they got some game
Innocent never found guilty, but still in chains
a shame