Luyện nghe bài hát La Femme Fetal

It was on a beautiful 9th day of July
was not a cloud to speak of
So the sun hung lonely in the sky
I lay prone in my home
Thinking of fine nappy and his jazz cat's horn
Sliding in a tape of on verve when suddenly rang my phone

"Hey butterfly", the said
Slip on some duds comb out fro and slide on down to my pad
The vibe here is pleasant and I truly request your presence
A problem of great magnitude has and as we speak it grows
Damn, could it be I thought
A I bought and rolled on down to her [Incomprehensible]
Seeing bros I know fives I arrived and pressed G-5
And was Nikki lookin' some kind of sad
tears fallin' from her eyes she sat me down
And dug my and began to run it down

"You remember my boyfriend Sid that fly kid who I
Well our love was often a verb and spontaneity has brought a
But do to our youth an economic state, we wish to
About this we don't great, but baby that's how it is
But the feds have dissed me, they ignore and me
The harass me outside the clinic
And call me a murderer, now hate
So needless to say we're in a state of debate"

Hey beautiful bird, I said her somber mood
The fascists are some dudes
They really give a damn about life
They just don't want a to control her body
Or have the right to but baby that ain't nothin'
They want a male finger on the button

Because if you say, War, will send them to die by the score
mission should be your volition
But if Souter and Thomas their way
be standing in line unable to get welfare
While they're out hunting and
It has been around, it will always have the niche
But they'll it a privilege not a right accessible only to the rich

Hey pro-lifers should dig 'cause life doesn't stop after birth
And for child borne to the unprepared it might even just get
The situation change if they will find themselves in it
Supporters of the h-bomb and fire clinic
What of shit is that? Orwellian in fact
If Roe V Wade was overturned not the desire remain intact
Leaving young to risk their healths
Doctors to botch and as they kill themselves

Now I don't want to sound
But hey, isn't it my job to lay it on the
And get them off asses to fight against these fascists
So whatever you decide make that with pride
Sid will be and so will I
An 'til I die

Rhythms and sounds, around
Confrontations across the
Your block, my block, what a shock
Land of the but not me
Not me, not me, not me, not me
Not me, not me, not me, not me