Luyện nghe bài hát Swindler's Lust

If you own the master
Then the own you
Who do you trust from lust
From the back of the
Neither one of us
The fate of our and swindlers lust

Hickory, dickory, dock, in my pocket
Robbed me for my
Mo' dollars, mo' for the big six
Another million led to bled, claimin' innocence
Is it any wonder why folks goin' under?
'Cause niggas be sold in

No pressure, tell me why they care?
Rap and R and B the streets of Belair
From the sales of no longer here
The bigger killer gets the bigger

Now the ones I attack, the negros got their
And know 80-20 is a contract
lack the voice of real black
Stole rock and roll and gave it back

off my defense
Now, they're the I defend against
Who up into the tricks
the fight, the power shit

Get that chuck D nigga
And him up outta the mix
Well, hell, tell 'em Chuck suck no dick
Be an ass and the ass get
Hand in my pocket robbed me for my
'em swindle yo ass and turn a profit

If you own the master
the master own you
Who do you trust from lust
From the back of the
one of us control
The fate of our soul and lust

They care about me
They don't care you
They don't about you and ya crew
Ya family, neighborhood and
don't give a damn about us

Profit off the of black folk
Turn 'em into bitchez and
And ass jokes
wit us or laughin' at us
That is what I'm

We interrupt this program wit question
Laughin' all the way to the
dem own the banks
And dem tanks

Now, what company do I
Ain't this a bitch heard owned slaves
And a ship sank

If you own the master
Then the own you
Who do you trust from lust
the back of the bus?
Neither one of us control the of our soul
And lust

is for the blues people in the delta
This is for everybody in the 50s that get their money
Little Richard gettin' half a a penny
All the super soul of the 60s

All the of the 70s on the outside, lookin' in
All the people that didn't a dime off their session playin'
And the rappers in the 80s and the 90s
Still to get paid for what they put in

If you own the master
the master own you
Who do you trust from swindlers
From the back of the
one of us control the fate of our soul
And swindlers