Luyện nghe bài hát Not Yet Free

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

One: Boots

In this land I can't or sit
and not get shit up in my face
A never gets his props
I'm doin at the department of waste
And I pulls a front so nobody pulls my card
I got a in my pocket and I practice lookin hard
I'm lookin me beside me ahead of me
be no feet makin tracks here instead of me
But I can't disregard what the news says to me
I'm twenty-one, so reached my life expectancy
At any I could be in some shit that kills my skinny ass
From motherfuckers doin the sellout strut or probably task
My relationship with OPD has like one big diss
arm of the law, grips my dick so tight it's hard to even piss
So I forgot ain't got a pot to do it in
Up at the church tellin me it's because I live in sin
So I grin, but my mind won't dwell
I must be trippin cause I thought I was livin in
Capitalism is like a spider, the web is getting
I'm struggling like a fighter, just to bust
It's like a asyphyxiation sets in
Just when I think I'm free it to me the spider steps in
This web is made of money made of made of me
Of what I have become in a economy

Verse E Roc

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

Verse Boots

yeah!
Niggaz, thugs, dope and pimps
players, rap stars, and simps
That's little black boys... are made of
Sluts, hoes, and press the naps your beck
pop that coochie, bitches stay in check
That's what little black girls... are of
But if we're of that who made us
and can we do to change us
The oppressor to tame us
a FOOT for his anus!
Well since the when I was shittin in diapers
It was evident the President didn't us
Assassination I'd root for the snipers
My teacher told me I didn't know what right was
she was wrong cause 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

Outro: E Roc,

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

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

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

[B] Awright, -- ay, what about these skinheads?
Ay it out
[E] I stand dem fools
[B] awright, load it up, load it up, awright, cool

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