Luyện nghe bài hát My Favorite Mutiny

Move, if you got the
Lash out for your just desserts, it's not just the
Some of y'all heads up in the
I'ma y'all back to earth

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

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

So they worn boots
The game camouflage army suits
But I can see it more 'cause I came with the coup in here
Ring the alarm and form the

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

When you cheat way to smart to question
The enemy the of a dark complexion
The of the world is shark infested
heavy on weaponry like Charlton Heston
Man, yeah, it gets low here uh, real low, know what I'm talkin'

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

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

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

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

I get off the chain like Kunta Kinte a MAC 10
They want us gone like a dollar in a den
Said at least a track then, seeds and
Mind cloudy through the and phlegm

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

I'm Boots Riley, it's a pleasure to you
Never let they ass ever defeat you
got us on the corner wearin' pleather and see through
All y'all's gold mines, they deplete you

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

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

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

I ain't rockin' you
Your does not compute
(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 Kder's for me

But beats got it twisted, I'll it
Black mind is entwined like the ropes they used to hang us
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 step deeper
A poor righteous teacher with intellect
Killer flow form a real niggaz
And fairly at a jigabou at a penitent

again you can feel hip hop
Underground, still McGruff
Gangsta like, fuck the
Kweli revolutionary MC
And ain't about stuff

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

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