Luyện nghe bài hát One Four Love Pt. 2

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

Live]
It's like they can't trust us, they wanna 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, us and always stress us

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

Intelligent (of Poor Righteous Teachers)]
It's P.I.T.
Mix it down, dedicated to Steve
Directored that steam and Danno
F' the pronto, 'cause I know
First head to the white and burst 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, conscious get to it

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

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

Yo, police brutality, I worked for a salary
and did time for a crime I didn't
tried to beat me in my head, make a brotha 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 police brutality

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

(of Heltah Skeltah)]

Calm your nerves down, bop your heads too
Let 'em know Rock, stop wonderin why you gettin knocked
'cause you a part time dealer, a part time pops
Not a time killer, but them 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 mouth, oh yeah, stop runnin from beasts

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