Luyện nghe bài hát One Four Love Pt. 2

The is crooked, my man got grabbed up
Had cracks on him worth a bullet
They just it, asked him questions like, "Where's the guns?"
They tried to cheat him to tell them was Un
The God ten deep in a red passenger
out when they jumped out, pointed at us
Here comes, what call a procedure
Slammin us against a gate, cuffin us they beat us

Live]
It's like they can't us, they wanna bust us
and us, they sayin f' us, there's no peace, no just-us
They claim to protect us, they and they wreck us
Never respect us, arrest us and stress us

To see the die is my purpose of to live up
is the must, I practice Kool G jog-a-leos
Free your mind and yo *bitch* is to follow
and free come to lock it down, look out for tips thats hollow

Intelligent (of Poor Righteous Teachers)]
It's P.I.T.
Mix it down, to Steve Feliciano
Directored that steam and gouge
F' the pronto, 'cause I know
First head to take the white and burst
Never did but have to do it
Lies twenty-five, hollow shots in a pro-active
7-A, M-J, stop the BS movement, how we do it
the people, conscious *niggas* get to it

[Chorus: Mos Def (of Star)]
My unite and let's all get down
We got to one love, peace and understandin
One God, one love, one
One aim, one voice, one

[Chorus 2: Mos
My people unite, hop up and do a
We got to one love, peace and understandin
One God, one love, one
One aim, one voice, one
My people unite, hop up and do a (echoes)
Keep it y'all, do it right y'all

Yo, forget brutality, I worked for a salary
and did time for a I didn't commit
They tried to me in my head, make a brotha submit
Hit me in the face with sticks, me down for bein around
Still remember, never surrender the beast
The man, peace for
My reality is to fight back brutality

Lo (of Othorized F.A.M.)]
Mr. Officer got my trapped in a corridor
Long hallway, they in luck with the
Swing knight sticks, run thicker Bloods and Crips
Harass mad cats and it make sense
Roll in dark tints, fiendin to match finger prints
Search me down everyday and you still content

(of Heltah Skeltah)]

Calm your nerves down, bop your heads too
Let 'em know Rock, stop why you keep gettin knocked
'cause you a part time dealer, prob'ly a part pops
Not a part time killer, but them is full time cops
Make a hustle stupid, you half *ass* black
Stack, use your head for a hat rack, Jack
Start your life instead of runnin the streets
Runnin your mouth, oh yeah, stop runnin from

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