Luyện nghe bài hát One Four Love Pt. 2

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

Live]
It's like can't trust us, they wanna bust us
and crush us, they sayin f' us, no peace, no just-us
They to protect us, they serve and they wreck us
Never respect us, us and always stress us

To see the Devil die is my purpose of to up
Self-determinance is the must, I practice Kool G
Free your mind and yo *bitch* is to follow
and will come to lock it down, look out for tips thats hollow

[Wise (of Poor Righteous Teachers)]
P.I.T. supreno
Mix it down, dedicated to Steve
Directored that and gouge Danno
F' the five-oh pronto, 'cause I
First head to take the white and lead
did but might 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
Mobilize the people, *niggas* get to it

Mos Def (of Black 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

2: Mos Def]
My people unite, hop up and do a
We got to have one love, peace and
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 police brutality, I for a salary
and did time for a crime I didn't
They tried to beat me in my head, make a submit
Hit me in the face sticks, lockin me down for bein around
Still remember, never surrender the beast
The man, for Diallo
My reality is to fight back brutality

Lo (of Othorized F.A.M.)]
Mr. Officer got my trapped in a corridor
Long hallway, in luck with the gunplay
Swing sticks, run thicker than Bloods and Crips
Harass mad cats and it don't make
Roll around in dark tints, fiendin to match prints
Search me down everyday and you still ain't

[Rock (of 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 time pops
Not a part time killer, but dudes is full time cops
Make a hustle stupid, you half black acts
Stack, use your head for a hat rack, Jack
Start runnin your life instead of the streets
Runnin your mouth, oh yeah, runnin from beasts

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