Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Down Gandhi

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

BooYea!

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

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

My pedestal was too to climb off,
In fact the reason for the high horse.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Off go the dreadlocks in the income.

The (the freebase)
The (the symptom)

When the start rollin'
stay the fuck the picture pilgrim!

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

down Gandhi, you're killin'em.

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

One love, one life, one too victims.
Republicrat, Democran, one system.
Media in a frenzy,
They're of their credentials.
Presidential candidates can't over this instrumental.
Let 'em freestyle, takes all,
When the music's I'll have Ted Nugent's 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 made of mutated hybrids.

Uh.

They tell me that not that bad.

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

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

But overthrow the local joker that they voted for.

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

So what's the truth, quit forgiveness.
You need to cut the noose, but you believe in scissors
You support the by wearing yellow ribbons?
Just home our motherfuckin' brothers and sisters.

they don't call the shots

( but in the line of fire)
I'd like to the cops
( but break in the line of duty)

It's to call a stop

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