Luyện nghe bài hát Not Yet Free

sample -- "Blacks are too broke to be republicans", Ice Cube
(cut and by DJ Pam the Funkstress)

One: Boots

In land I can't stand or sit
and not get shit up in my face
A brotha never gets his
I'm doin at the department of waste
And everyday I pulls a so nobody pulls my card
I got a mirror in my pocket and I practice lookin
I'm lookin behind me me ahead of me
There'll be no feet makin tracks here of me
But I can't just what the news says to me
I'm twenty-one, so I've my life expectancy
At any I could be in some shit that kills my skinny ass
motherfuckers doin the sellout strut or probably Oakland task
My with OPD has been like one big diss
Long arm of the law, grips my dick so tight it's hard to piss
So I forgot ain't got a pot to do it in
Up at the they're tellin me it's because I live in sin
So I grin, but my mind won't dwell
I must be cause I thought I was livin in hell
is like a spider, the web is getting tighter
I'm struggling like a fighter, just to bust
It's like a noose asyphyxiation in
Just when I think I'm free it to me the spider steps in
web is made of money made of greed made of me
Of what I become in a parasite economy

Verse E Roc

In the there's a splinter with the smell of the rain
And the scent of the street, but all I is the pain
Of a who's a hustler and he's stuck to the grind
Of a who's a hooker gotta sell her behind
makes her brotha get a little more bold
The circumstance gets deeper when it's and it's cold
So I spend my time thinking bout the ultimate
Can I get my Coup together pull a move on the
I be the picture hustler for the piece of the pie
But my daddy always taught me to reach for the sky
Now my and aspirations go from single to hoe
As I realize there's a million motherfuckers in the
No need to be told, cause when you got a million po'
ganked, by a few that are rich and evil
But it's illegal, to wonder how they fat
(One two three) get a gat

Verse Three:

yeah!
Niggaz, thugs, dope and pimps
Basketball players, rap stars, and
That's little black boys... are made of
Sluts, hoes, and press the naps around beck
Broads pop that coochie, bitches stay in
That's little black girls... are made of
But if we're of that who made us
and can we do to change us
The tries to tame us
here's a for his anus!
Well since the days when I was shittin in
It was the President didn't like us
Assassination attempts I'd root for the
My teacher told me that I didn't what right was
Well she was wrong I knew what a right was
And a and an uppercut, too
I had a hunch a sucker punch is my people got
That's why I was red, black, and blue

E Roc, Boots

[E] Boots, Boots, Boots, you wanna throw shots out?
[B] Ay man I ain't done my lyrics yet, that's not cool
[E] Ay, but ain't this a
[B] Naw, this is not yet freestyle cause we not yet
[E] Hey we gonna throw some out anyway
are cocked*
[B] Awright fuckit, who y'all wanna some shots out to?
[E] Uhh whassup with that uhh Clinton and Al Gore?
[B] Aight, the new masters up in the White House and everything
Let's throw shots out
[E]
*blam, blam*
[B] Awright, what about He on the way out and everything
but I we need a goodbye for his ass
cocked*
[E]

[E] See-ya!
[B] Awright, about Ross Perot and the good ol boys?
*guns
[E] The
[B] You know who are, awright
blam, blam*
[B] Ay what about Pete Wilson? (Whassup) That Wilson motherfucker
[E] Yeah whassup wit
[B]

[E] Got him!
[B] Awright, ay, the L.A.P.D., *guns cocking repeatedly
The O.P.D., The Richmond P.D., P.D., ay
[E] Ay fuck it, fuck it, the whole, the motherfuckin P.D.
[B] Awright, up
[E] Yeah, here's a loaded for yo' ass

[B] Awright, cool -- ay, what these skinheads?
Ay it out
[E] I can't dem fools
[B] awright, load it up, load it up, awright, cool

[E] Yeah, got em!
[B] Ay, what about these motherfuckers!
[E] Who? cocks*
[B] You know these sellout -- Ellay DuHarris
[E] Who else? *gun
[B] Tom
[E] Who else? cocks*
[B] Dinkins, ay, line em up
[E] be true to the game
*blam blam blam
[B] Ay, we outta ammo, we gon do?
[E] get the fuck up outta here
[B] cool, we out