Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Down Gandhi

There once was a song arrest the president.
music, a hit with the kids, it was a top ten.
I pop then so I missed the bus a bit.
But politics was on everybody's hot summer lists.
The cool kids were all votes,
I shit you not, I was pistol cops for hip hop

BooYea!

I'm a soap box yelling megaphones.
Killing rocks using carcasses as stepping stones.

Had to that I'd stop holding my marches
the day that Chris Columbus got crucified in arches.

My pedestal was too tall to off,
In fact that's the reason for the horse.

And up here I see marines and hummers on a conquest,
Underdogs with in a push up contest,
All for the of military recruitment.
It felt like Kent State the way they the students,
I galloped off "Ohio."

The rest of them, doing stand up at a cricket convention.

But what die for
is it the same machine that leaves the quality of life
An abominable of cyborgs.
up the property that I call eyesores.

That ad campaign ain't worth
The time taken minimum wage labor.

I don't care how naked or fake she looks,
She smells like cash and aged paper books.
So she die for,
Slow down Gandhi your
Slow down your killin'em.

Now it's whistle blower vs. the pistol
Case dismissed, they'll lock you up and throw the key witness.
Justice is the whim of a judge, check his density.
It leaves much for error, and the rest left to destiny.
The West 3 lost paradise (,
It's death vs. suicidal tendencies.
All I wanted was a Pepsi.
Institution.

Making you think you're crazy is a billion industry.
If could sell sanity in a bottle they'd be charging for compressed air,
and healthcare.
They welfare.
Middle class eliminated, rich get
the poor get educated.

But some of y'all still haven't into your face,
And your doesn't quite match your head.
And I'm waiting for a brain to the dead space that's left,
You're all, "give me ethnicity or me dreads."

Trustafundian without a cause for alarm,
Cause when push to shove

You jump your forefathers arms.
He's a banker, you're of the system,

Off go the dreadlocks in the income.

The (the freebase)
The (the symptom)

the cameras start rollin'
stay the fuck outta the pilgrim!

The ( the freebase)
The ( the symptoms)
the cameras start rollin',

slow Gandhi, you're killin'em.

Mr. The World, spare us the details.
Save the from losing interest.
And Save The Universe,
a damsel in distress.
Tied down to a track of isolated
my disease,
I need a taste of it's like
off the fat of kings.
I play the scab at your strike.
down Gandhi, you're killin'em.

One love, one life, one too victims.
Republicrat, Democran, one system.
Media in a frenzy,
They're of their credentials.
Presidential can't debate over this instrumental.
Let 'em freestyle, takes all,
When the music's dead I'll have Ted head hangin' on my wall.
Kill one of ours, kill one of yours.
With some friendly fire, that's a term, like civil war.

Six in the morning, at my crib.
Now my consists of two toothpicks and eyelids.
The crucifix and vitamins, music is pirated.
New flavor food of mutated hybrids.

Uh.

They tell me it's not that bad.

And it you up good, but its not that bad.
They hold on to these tails till it's the dog wags.
God us all if he lets the cat out the bag.

Who's the one to blame for strain in my vocal chords?
Who can pen a hateful threat but can't a sword?
the same who complain about the global war,

But can't the local joker that they voted for.

call the shots
(but not in the line of fire)
I call the
(but they in the line of duty)
Lets call a to the abuse of authority.
The truth keeps callin' me, and I'ma to tell the story.

So what's the truth, seeking forgiveness.
You to cut the noose, but you don't believe in scissors
You support the troops by wearing yellow
Just home our motherfuckin' brothers and sisters.

Cause they call the shots

( but they're in the of fire)
I'd like to call the
( but they break in the of duty)

It's time to call a

To the of authority.
The keeps calling me
And I'ma live to the story.