Luyện nghe bài hát Not Yet Free

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

Verse 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 bellyflops at the of waste
And everyday I 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
There'll be no feet makin here instead of me
But I can't just what the news says to me
I'm twenty-one, so I've reached my life
At any minute I could be in some shit that my skinny ass
From motherfuckers doin the sellout strut or probably Oakland
My relationship with OPD has been one big diss
Long arm of the law, grips my dick so tight hard to even piss
So I ain't even 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 be trippin cause I thought I was livin in hell
Capitalism is like a spider, the web is getting
I'm struggling like a fighter, just to loose
It's like a noose sets in
when I think I'm free it seems to me the spider steps in
This web is of money made of greed made of me
Of what I have in a parasite economy

Verse E Roc

In the winter a splinter 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 sista who's a gotta sell her behind
Desperation her brotha get a little more bold
The circumstance gets when it's damp and it's cold
So I spend my time thinking bout the ultimate
Can I get my Coup pull a move on the bank?
I be the picture perfect hustler for the of the pie
But my always taught me just 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 to be told, cause when you got a million po' people
Gettin ganked, by a few are rich and evil
But it's illegal, to how they livin fat
(One two three) get a gat

Verse Three:

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

E Roc, Boots

[E] Boots, Boots, Boots, you wanna some 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 some shots out anyway
*guns are
[B] Awright fuckit, who wanna throw some shots out to?
[E] Uhh with that uhh Bill Clinton and Al Gore?
[B] Aight, they the new masters up in the White House and
throw some shots out
[E]
*blam, blam
[B] Awright, what about He on the way out and everything
but I think we need a for his ass
cocked*
[E]

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

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

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

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