Luyện nghe bài hát Made In Black America

(Intro)
The Los Leakers,
is an amazing name
Whomever came up that name
Is a f...freaking
Tearing this up!
This is another Los Leaker
You corkscrew face-having ass motherfucker!

(Verse)
Made in Black America, metaphor for a
Been to the Mediterranean, on my like a editor
I flow a reservoir, dog
Rap Tarantino, off the chain like
Still let the chain glow, they bang known
And niggas get shot camera angles
In rap put up on Vimeo
I'm where the buck 50 perennial all-star
that don't fall far from Islam
When rap is dead, I had the fluid that
I speak, you know I'm in the building like an
Com, the world's most...
Intricate, integrated with
Domain, I'm feeling myself a sentiment-
-tal letter written to myself, aspirin' for greatness, wellness and
I'm cold, I'm to melt
I'm than a hot song, or a hot album
Ask my ex, I still live on like
My spirit and style done a
room, I don't need reservations
You suite as a hotel, I presidential
Strange to be sinful and know that Heaven you
To rearrange the mental, I've seen things been through
It's for a man to claim gentile, let me change the tempo
I be with broads got they shit together
Even if it ain't meant forever, smoke the spliff together
The of the herbs, the presence of the words
you got a chest but I'm treasurin' your curves
You past, I'ma look behind you
Look you up and to find you
Can see I was designed to, you power and refine you
You fucking with me we can to
Gather the better America

(Verse)
Made in America, takin' threats from a terrorist
We will never meet but the media feed
And I be inferior, if I be in of ya
More godly than gluttonous but my supper's
You know the difference 'tween the with the lunch tickets
And the ones with the money, in the
I bread with with my brethren like a pizzeria
dough, you'll find red dots over cheese, be a-
-ware of whereabouts, don't be feeble
I'm off, tinkle is the onomatopoeia
just a little star (twinkle) sure ain't me
Been a superstar since ma me
My president is
I wonder if Pac thought we was for that, or did we move too fast?
I don't give a fuck, my grandpa glad
pass that gun law or not, niggas still gon' pop up dead
Yeah, I'm the Morpheus in this matrix,
Exposin' fake
Used to borrow dollars, now my ain't so common
across the whole nation screamin' Hiiipower
Never been a racist, but I horsepower, I'm hot
why I got the fans in the stands
Em fans googlin', shakin' hands
Restorin' the balance, detourin' the
We you motherfuckin' mice with a mallet
is Huey P Newton with a QP
Bobby with a Seale, Fred on pills
In the Hamptons, now real, what's happenin'?
I'm just trying to teach my homies 'bout the tablets
the war in Syria over a bowl of cereal
Kill a instrumental then book a on Expedia
To the nation's capital, Wang radical
Black lip pastor, tip the usher he pass yah
to Black America