Luyện nghe bài hát Run Away Slaves

[Voice in
Look at the little porch monkeys fuckin

P talking]
My ancestor Kunta said
We come over to this bitch smiling on a banana
(And they fucked our and raped them)
They told us what the fuck we came over here for
(Call us jiggaboos)
And did deals the Indians
(Wild Coyotes)
Ain't no fuckin body ever did no deals with no black

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We run slaves
(Run run)
They say we then put guns to our head

P]
Now the cops try to arrest me and bitches wanna test me
My ??? scream P don't let the get the best of me
The game got me crazy, I'm up I can't sleep
They put on boats and planes and did deals with the enemy
That's us, say in God we fuckin trust
The fuckin over but the world is messed up
Black on black crime, you poor or you blind
Life is a welfare line and the they doin time
Some niggas they switch for a lighter sentence or they
The is a bitch, niggas live to get rich
Then they slam my fuckin dreams b-ball
Killin chickens and pigs, just to feed the white
No houses, no meals, no acres
Put us in the projects put us on dope and hate us
Now lady heroin steady gettin
Ms. Cocoa leaf and weed, they gettin blunted
And my steady dyin, mothers steady cryin
I'm walkin the straight line keepin my people off the
Probation and parole, in four doors
This ain't for the radio but you run away poor

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[Master P
For all the runaways out there
I mean all us that been incarcerated by technology
By life, by the judicial system, (run run)
by the white folks or even the black folks that they white
(even the haters)
Martin King was a run away slave
Jackson a run away slave
Malcom X, he was a run slave
Mohammed, run away
Farrakhan, run away
No Limit, we run away's (me Master P)
from the whole record
cause we bout havin 15 percent (I'm a runaway nigga)
we havin 100 (I'm about my paper)
we bout teachin niggas how to get theirs
cause we gon get (you got to)
y'all get yours, stop
away nigga (the media)
the is still there (y'all can't stop us)
and this mothafuckin black on black (yeah nigga)
it stop (yeah nigga)
run away
that's just what want us to do (but we gon go to college)
be all you can be if you a soldier
(we gon be doctors, we gon bepresident)
No Army nigga (No Limit motha fuckin sports)
(We gon be rap stars)
We run slaves nigga (Maurice Collins)
takin over, we bringin our mothafuckin home
(Leland Hardy, slave boy)
And we it real, we keepin it treal
(Sylvester Scott, Hawkins)
No Limit, run slaves (lawyers, politicians)
that's what we bout, keepin it treal, nigga
(that's i'm talkin bout)
black publications (doin we gotta do)
no more probation and (no more hoes)
Colored folks stickin nigga
(I got the car door nigga get in)