Luyện nghe bài hát Makes You Blind

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
Rap like make it should like heaven
7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Black supermen is as your hero

Here ye, yo, America the beautiful
Beautiful, the plentiful, now sorta pitiful
A of the world at war, wait a minute
take care of the rock if y'all wanna live in it

Medicine and medicare 'cause they don't
Your favorite millionaire is up in the air
See 'em every where but they there
So rally and against the world in fear

People, people can we it to the square
You don't and they don't mind
These be the things that makes ya

Uh, pimp or preach, thing
Nothin' worse than a new church
Lyin' on the 'cause it hurts

Black man came
In the sweet of Jesus
Cost me a dollar at the of creflo
Like how the hell he supposed to

I see ass

Runnin' to the
And the TV issues and
Shaped by one sided
Got us like of the apes
Under CDs and

Preachy young askin' ol heads
Teach me beats that reach me
of a radio TV movie nation
On your goddamn makes ya blind

You don't matter and don't mind
be the things that makes ya blind

Now keep on bouncin' to what I said
These are the facts that gonna blow head
know what I said when I say no to thugs
Thug runs at the top and y'all thought it was pac

These government maki'n robots
Who forgot hypnotic in a 2000 by mile box
35 old's lost in a X box

PlayStation and

So that's how it

World begins and at the tip of your nose
It Eminem, it's M & M & M
MTV and Microsoft, can't you see
They got the young at a cost

Yes treacherous 3 go off, go off

You don't matter and they don't
And these be the things that ya blind

So I pray to God, life and
like I got a church in myself
So I back and kiss myself

Cutbacks lookout, can't get no
Hands in the air, Bush and Blair don't
the unaware, they just stare

This nation screw the organization
Of the united nations, TV stations
And sent to the masses
consider them asses

Take a at the world
son of a bush disaster do the math
'Cause the loudest they after
These same cats who out half of Africa

And you don't the half
nots robbed by the haves
Signin' new money signin' autographs
McDonald sold, America billions told

Houston we have a isn't this a bitch
When I hear blues, I turn on the news
See the rich get and the poor keep bitchin'
Buckle down, knuckle up times is rough

You don't matter and they don't
These be the things makes ya blind