Luyện nghe bài hát Peruvian Cocaine

[Intro: from the "Scarface"]
[Host:] I've heard about the financial support
your government receives from the industry.

Well, the irony of this, of course, is that
this money, is in the billions, is coming from
your country. You see, you are the purchaser of
our product, which is of course cocaine.

On one hand, you're saying the United States
government is spending millions of to
eliminate the flow of onto our streets. At the
same time, we are business with the very same
goverment that is flooding our streets cocaine.

[Guest:] Mmm-hmm, si, si. Let me show you a few
characters that are involved in tragic comedy.

[Beat

[Two Men in Spanish]

[Immortal - Worker]
I'm on the border of Bolivia, working for
Treated like a slave, the coke fields have to be
The spirit of my people is starving, and sweaty
Dreaming about (REVOLUTION!) looking at my machete
But the workload is too heavy to up in arms
And if I ran away, I know they'd probably my moms
So I pray to "Heso Preisto" I go to the mission
Process the cocaine, paced and play my

- Cocaine Field Boss]
Ok, while I'm out there, just give me my product
Before we chop off ya hands for misconduct
I got the power to shoot a copper, and not get
And it would be sad to see your family in front of a squad
So to feed your kids, I need these
40 tons in total, let me test it, I [sniff]
Shit, is good, pass me a tissue
And don't worry them, I paid off the officials

[Diabolic - Peruvian
Yo, it don't as a challenge, I'm the son of some of the foulest
Elected by my people...the one on the ballot
Born and bred to with feds, I laugh at fate
And my predecessor to have his place
In a fashion state, lock the nation
90% of the wealth in 10% of the population
The Central Intelligence Agency takes weight
The finest of China white and cocaine you'll see

[Tonedeff - Drug Distributor]
I'm home, nevermind why our bank account's suddenly grown
It's funny, we're so out of this debt from this we owe
Woulda ya...mind if I told you I had two governments
To our son enrolled in a private school, and to keep ya tummy swollen
C'mon, our fuckin' was built on the foundation of bloody throats
The hungry stolen of they souls, of course this country's coke
I a stunted oath to hush the one's who know
But CIA conducts the flow of young hustlers who lust for dough

[Poison Pen - Dealer]
I work in the hood (Hit my connect)
Plus what's really good, they for the hood
dudes fucking crack me up, scrutinize like we inferior
Petrified when we in my area (calm down)
My dude's'll until I say so, got the loot?
Give me the YAY YAY like Ice Cube, so don't with my llello
We won't for you bastards
choose (?), chop it and bag it

[Loucipher - Police Officer]
pictures and tapping phones
Debating and cracking codes
Past a couple, the fo',
any hustler stacking dough with probably crack the blow
And my overtime is where taxes go
I gain your
Get you to weight to us because we paid up front
On the low cameras taping ya
pop away? The prison sentence is going to
Make the officer leave with two out the evidence room

Walz - Prison Inmate]
Out the evidence [Said with Loucipher]
Went my fame, truck, boat or plane, they you
You think you got work? copping too
We control blocks, they countries
Ya own companies, we had nice and sneaker money
Now players out there, talking 'bout the holding
With bugs in they house like they South with windows open
Your dough ain't long, you wrong, you take and (?)
Feds be up in your mouth...like forks and spoons
So enjoy the rush, plush off Coke bread
Soon be in a cell with me, like Jenny Lopez
In school, I was a bully, now is fully a joke
I keep a flow on a boat for Peruvian
Players do favors for and tax makers
Fat Quakers crack and sex acts with bad mayors
The walls got ears, you big mouths probably
Not prepared to do years like

[Immortal Technique
The story just told is an example of the path
drugs take on way to every neighborhood, in
every state of country. It's a lot deeper than
the on your block. So when they point the
finger at you, brother men, this is you've got to tell them:

[Wesley Snipes - from "New City"]
I'm not guilty. the one that's guilty. The
lawmakers, the politicians, the drug lords,
all you who lobby against drugs legal. Just
like you did with during the prohibition.
You're the one who's guilty. I mean, c'mon, let's
the ballistics Ain't no Uzi's made in Harlem.
Not one of us in here owns a poppy field. This
is bigger (Immortal Technique). This is big
business. is the American way.