Luyện nghe bài hát Made In Black America

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

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

(Verse)
Made in Black America, takin' threats from a
We will never meet but the media hysteria
And I be inferior, if I be in of ya
More godly than gluttonous but my supper's
You know the difference the kids with the lunch tickets
And the with the money, in the cafeteria
I break bread with with my brethren like a
Spinnin' dough, find red dots over cheese, be a-
-ware of whereabouts, don't be feeble
I'm off, tinkle is the onomatopoeia
You's just a star (twinkle) sure ain't me
Been a since ma made me
My president is
I wonder if Pac thought we was ready for that, or did we too fast?
I don't a fuck, shit my grandpa glad
They pass that gun law or not, niggas still gon' pop up
Yeah, I'm the Morpheus in this matrix,
Exposin' shit
Used to dollars, now my sense ain't so common
Went across the whole nation Hiiipower
been a racist, but I love horsepower, I'm hot
That's why I got the in the stands
Em fans googlin', enemies hands
Restorin' the balance, detourin' the
We kill you mice with a mallet
is Huey P Newton with a QP
Bobby a Seale, Fred Hampton on pills
In the Hamptons, now that's real, happenin'?
I'm just trying to teach my 'bout the Emerald tablets
Stop the war in Syria a bowl of cereal
Kill a instrumental then a flight on Expedia
To the capital, Golf Wang radical
Black lip pastor, tip the usher when he yah
Welcome to Black