Luyện nghe bài hát Strange Fruit

Chorus: shawn

Southern trees, bare us strange
on the leaves, blood at the roots
Black swingin, in the southern breeze
All that strange hangin... hangin from the trees

Verse one: mowf

Check it out, here's a story true (aight)
had me locked up, for this crime I didn't do
This white girl me, as a rapist
Had me wishin I was houdini, the great escapist
But wait it's, more check it out the thickens (aight)
Cause shorty started tellin more tales than dickens
She I kidnapped her, trapped her, slapped her
Then after, I tapped her, I fled through the
Nah, not me 'cause, I'd get acquitted
But seemed every white in town knew I did it
Or done it, shit about a hundred, white figures
Bearin screaming, "kill that nigger!"
I'm nervous just a little concerned
Cause in the south where I'm niggaz will get burned
Cause them whitey's on some next shit -- some hang you by your shit
Oh well, I'm in man; I figure I'm protected (right..)

Verse danja mowf

Yeah, should have not to trust the police
Them cops ain't even "freeze!" they just gave the mob the keys (uh)
beat me like I stole somethin, pistol-whipped me like a stickup
Tied my hands behind my back, tied my feet to the
Of a pickup, truck, now I'm gettin like corn
Bein through the town, face down
To the gravel, my and skin unravel
I guess I'm guilty, the lynch mob the gavel
took me to a tree, hung me naked by my wrists
When I beg and I plead I take it like this
They shoved a pole in my mouth (what? ) you see down south
was a show, erybody came out
See the brought they daughters, to come and check the slaughters
And brought they sons, to see how it was done, they brung
Everyone, the old to the young
Cause it really was to see a nigga get hung, word

Verse three: mowf

Yeah, I bloody, down by the muddy
Water of the for my slaughter
The order in court was plantatation mutilation
I felt the sensation of a knife point
through the joint of each toe, each finger
Each thumb and, face it that's for touchin on a white
My and tears brought more celebration and cheers
Than twelve on new year's
A girl see, someone raised her higher
So she could watch them out my teeth with the wire plier
My one desire was to my messiah but they wouldn't let me die-ah
Sayin, "nigger we fry ya in the fire"
I prayed that death was movin near; that's
They castrated me and kept my nuts as (uh)
Gasoline cleaned my like liquor
Saw the flicker, begged em do it quicker
Ahh yes, the of burning flesh
A hundred bullets, penetrate my chest
death long awaited, I hang as a monument
A warning simply stated for a that they hated
But nowadays, the table's like a wrench (aight)
Cause white folks no longer a reason to lynch (why? )
when it comes down to it (uh-huh) there's no need to pursue it
When you got a million niggaz round the that'll do it
Think!

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