Luyện nghe bài hát My Favorite Mutiny

Move, if you got the
Lash out for your just desserts, not just the worth
of y'all heads up in the clouds
I'ma bring y'all to earth

It's black, back to
Bullshit, talkin' 'bout
Out ya mouth, I'm not
y'all got the nerve

It's y'all turn Detroit red
When he said he had an perm
The long walk to burn your heels

So they your boots
The game like army suits
But I can see it more clear I came with the coup in here
Ring the and form the troops

Send 'em out the world, go to war in a fluke
Eye to eye, with the enemy you sworn to
Now comin' at ya sick ya hand, something wrong with me
somethin's wrong with you

When you just way to smart to question
The enemy the brothers of a dark
The governments of the world is shark
heavy on weaponry like Charlton Heston
Man, yeah, it gets low here uh, real low, know what I'm 'bout?

I ain't with you
So what, what you do?
(It's my mutiny)

I ain't with you
Your logic does not
(It's my mutiny)

to the pigs is my basic statement
I spit stories 'til I taste the pavement
Tryin' to out the pen while we face enslavement
Had a foolproof 'til they traced the payments

I was grippin' my around some shitty rum
Tryin' to find psalm 151
To what I'm owed as I clutch the commode
Alright, put down the bottle and come get the

I get off the chain Kunta Kinte with a MAC 10
They us gone like a dollar in a crack den
at least a track then, seeds and stems
Mind through the wheeze and phlegm

I'm get my off of that and the Jesus hymns
If we waiting for the time to fight, is thems
Tellin' us to relax while they ease it in, we gettin' greased
The I write is so cold, it'd freeze my pen

I'm Riley, it's a pleasure to meet you
let they punk ass ever defeat you
They got us on the wearin' pleather and see through
All gold mines, they wanna deplete you

I ain't just fin to rap on the track, I fin to on the back
And it's stackin' to that
Been a hundred years before ever lean back in the 'lac
Before told Rosa, black in the back

Before the CIA told Ross to put crack in the sack
And Gil-Scott tradin' rappin' for
This beat alone should get plaques
I'd rather see a million of us ecstatic to
'Cause if we 'em back we automatically stack, check it out

I rockin' with you
So what, what you do?
(It's my mutiny)

I rockin' with you
Your logic does not
(It's my mutiny)

This the guy like Truman C, Riq, and me
in the community, up in the bay like Huey P
It's like a free, it remind me of the B love for me

But beats got it twisted, untangle it
Black mind is like the ropes they used to hang us with
This is my favorite shit, I came in the game with any way to
Ya got a questionnaire, who you bangin'

Take it back to M hotel, throw a deeper like
A poor righteous teacher holy intellect
Killer flow a real niggaz laughin'
And fairly at a jigabou at a penitent

again you can feel hip hop
Underground, still McGruff
Gangsta like, the cops
Talib Kweli MC
And that ain't stuff

I rockin' with you
So what, you goin' do?
(It's my mutiny)

I ain't rockin' you
Your does not compute
(It's my mutiny)