Luyện nghe bài hát Queen

Girl, this is
Let me you

I believe all of the things they say about me
Walk in the room they shade left to right
be like, "Ooh, she serving face"
And I just tell 'em cut me up and get
They us dirty 'cause we break all your rules down
And we came to act a fool, is that alright?
(Girl, alright)
They be like, "Ooh, let eat cake."
But we eat and throw them bones on the ground

Am I a freak for dancing
Am I a freak for down?
I'm coming up, don't cut me
Yeah I wanna be, be

Is it peculiar that she in the mirror?
And am I weird to dance alone at night?
And is it true all insane?
And I just 'em, "No we ain't" and get down

I heard life is just a play with no rehearsal
I wonder this be my final act tonight
And tell me the price of fame?
Am I a sinner my skirt on the ground?

Am I a freak for around?
Am I a freak for getting
I'm coming up, cut me down
Yeah I be, wanna be

Hey brother can you my soul from the devil?
Say is it weird to like the way she wear her
And is it rude to wear my
Am I a freak because I watching Mary? (Maybe)

Hey sister am I good for your heaven?
Say will your God me in my black and white?
Will he approve the way I'm
Or should I the programming and get down?

Am I a freak for dancing
Am I a for getting down?
I'm coming up, cut me down
I wanna be, wanna be

Even if it makes others
I love who I am
Even if it makes other
I love who I am

Shake 'til the of dawn
mean a thing, so duh
I take it no more
Baby, we in groove
and E. Badu
Crazy in the black and
We got the drums so
Baby, comes the freedom song
Too strong we on
there's melody
Show you way
This joints for unknown
Come home and sing song
But you testify
Because the booty lie

No, no, the booty lie
Oh no, the booty lie

Yeah, let's it
I don't think they understand I'm trying to say

I a question like this
"Are we a lost generation of our
Add us to equations but they'll make us equal.
She who writes the owns the script and the sequel.
So why ain't the stealing of my made illegal?
They keep us underground working for the greedy,
But when it's time pay turn around and call us needy.
My crown too heavy the Queen Nefertiti
Gimme back my pyramid, I'm to free Kansas City.

Mixing masterminds like your Bernie Grundman.
Well I'm keep leading like a young Harriet Tubman
You can take my wings but I'm still fly
And even when you me the booty don't lie
Yeah, keep singing and I'mma keep writing
I'm tired of asking me, "What's Going On?
March to the streets 'cause I'm willing and I'm
Categorize me, I every label
And you're selling dope, we're gonna keep selling hope
We rising up now, you gotta deal you cope
Will you be electric
ladies, will you sleep?
Or you preach?"