Luyện nghe bài hát Slippin out Amerikkka

I'm slippin' out America, mass
Caught with and intent to write and deliver murder
Get blessed off every I spit
the underground streets of Detroit, this is as grimy as it gets
If the fit, wear it.If ya got riches share it
Whatchu cant take let ya seeds inherit
But this roscoe, I'ma it
And snatch up the freedom with my mandinos, Mujahid

[Mujahid in
of Chorus]
All praises due to Allah, Lord of the
Most compassionate, merciful master of
The Day of Judgment. Thy do we worship in
Aide do we seek. Show us the straight path, the
Of those whom you have shown your and
Not those who incure your wrath or those who go
Amin...

I'm out America ''cause there's too many jails
Pretending to be friends they be sellin' you sins

speaking muslim]
And they be tryin' to take every breath
I sit back and peep the spectacles of death

[Mujahid speaking
All to the prophet and the knots in my pocket
America been tryin' to kill all our for dollars
But many moons have passed and we holla at that ass
From the future to the past, the future to the past

I seen it all from to Nimrod
These tryin' to play us like they God
I peep the whole scenery, the same
But though, what does it mean to me?