Luyện nghe bài hát Shoot Back (Dear Officer)

[Intro: CROOKED]
citizens. You have violated the anti-protest coordinates. We are authorized to use deadly force. We are authorized to use deadly force. You have violated the anti-protest coordinates. We are authorized to use deadly force.}

Once upon a time in the slums a group of people up to a corrupt system. And they were all slaughtered. So what did the next generation do? Shoot back
KXNG CROOKED]
To the police, kind of beast do you have to become
To a child so young? He was just having some fun
Dear officer, would you if that was your son?
You us over, now we contemplating capital one
You shoot me in my back and plant a weapon after it's
How much time you get for killing me? The is none
You ain't around here
So why don't you just go back where from?

Two little boys came and knocked on my door and said, "the police shot your son twice in his stomach". So my..

[Verse 1: KXNG
Hey, yo, them robocops tear-gassed a protest
And you don't fight back
Congratulations, my nigga, you passed the hoe
Just another in need of some Kotex
You'll be fitted for the rope
gon' hang you up just like coat checks
They killed your in front of you, what you wanna do?
You already know what I'm do, pick up a gun or two
You picking up your like runners do, but where you running to?
Ain't nowhere to hide when your own is hunting you
Take a look at yourself, man, mirror got the W
You got the L, you you
We was sitting in church praying the may forgive us
But an agent of the puppet master was there with us
did we know this disloyal snake was coiled on our own grass, plotting on different ways he could kill us
Then he walked to his vehicle, came back and sprayed major pillars of the
The act was a
He knew just what he was doing, indeed
He was carrying out a mission to you or me
Mission to a tee
Unity and all the it brings
became a nightmare in the reflection of our broken dreams
See, we welcomed you with open arms then you opened
So it we can't trust a soul by no means, nah
The out here training to hold his chopper right
Meanwhile shooting at each other, that us how to fight
Damn shame we put each other the doctor's knife
In surgery fighting for this punk-ass shit we call our
We to be smoking them robocops
make the big picture look better like photoshop
I you hope it stop, I know it's not, I'm loading shots
In a .357 three minutes before 4
I know, to keep a gun in my waist, never fearing
Tears up on my face, my spirit aches
here in wakes for people who irreplacable
We get bad luck whether the breaks or not
Imagine coming out the womb
And the system already got name written across your tomb
You a flower, you just wanna
that the government's mad villains, them MF'ers want your doom
So you're disproportionally
After all these years, still the most

[Hook: KXNG
To the police, what kind of beast do you to become
To a child so young? He was just having some fun
Dear officer, would you shoot if was your son?
You pull us over, now we contemplating one
You shoot me in the and plant a weapon after it's done
How time you get for killing me? The answer is none
You ain't from around
So why you back where you're from?

Tech N9ne]
If you ain't a rebel you ain't shit. If you ain't fight the love of your family, what the fuck are you here for? If you ain't gripping and and building for your loved ones to protect them from the evil people who run this motherfucker, get the fuck out of the way. Real niggas take it [?]. Listen to CROOK. The cigar-smoking boss. Man up