Luyện nghe bài hát Peruvian Cocaine

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

[Guest:] Well, the irony of this, of course, is
this money, which is in the billions, is coming
your country. You see, you are the major of
our national product, which is of cocaine.

[Host:] On one hand, you're saying the States
government is millions of dollars to
eliminate the of drugs onto our streets. At the
time, we are doing business with the very same
goverment that is our streets with cocaine.

Mmm-hmm, si, si. Let me show you a few other
characters are involved in this tragic comedy.

[Beat

[Two Men in Spanish]

[Immortal - Worker]
I'm on the border of Bolivia, for pennies
Treated like a slave, the coke fields to be ready
The of my people is starving, broken and sweaty
about revolution (REVOLUTION!) looking at my machete
But the workload is too heavy to rise up in
And if I ran away, I know probably murder my moms
So I pray to "Heso Preisto" when I go to the
Process the cocaine, and play my position

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

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

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

[Poison Pen - Drug
I don't work in the (Hit my connect)
Plus really good, they supply for the hood
These dudes fucking crack me up, scrutinize we inferior
when we meet in my area (calm down)
My dude's'll shoot I say so, got the loot?
me the YAY YAY like Ice Cube, so don't play with my llello
We won't stop for you
Must choose (?), it and bag it

[Loucipher - Undercover Officer]
Taking pictures and tapping
Debating snitches and cracking
Past a couple, the fo',
Want any stacking dough with probably crack the blow
And my is where your taxes go
I your trust
Get you to hand weight to us because we paid up
On the low with cameras ya
Getting pop away? The prison sentence is to
the officer leave with two ki's out the evidence room

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

[Immortal Speaking]
The story just is an example of the path that
drugs on their way to every neighborhood, in
every of this country. It's a lot deeper than
the niggas on your block. So when they the
finger at you, brother men, this is what you've got to tell

[Wesley - from "New Jack City"]
I'm not guilty. YOU'RE the one guilty. The
lawmakers, the politicians, the Columbian lords,
all you who lobby making drugs legal. Just
like you did alcohol during the prohibition.
the one who's guilty. I mean, c'mon, let's kick
the ballistics Ain't no Uzi's made in Harlem.
Not one of us in here owns a poppy field. This
is than (Immortal Technique). This is big
business. This is the way.