Luyện nghe bài hát Swindler's Lust

If you don't own the
the master own you
Who do you from swindlers lust
the back of the bus?
Neither one of us
The fate of our soul and lust

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

No pressure, tell me why they don't
Rap and R and B Pavin' the streets of
From the sales of singers no longer
The killer gets the bigger share

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

Started off my
Now, the ones I defend against
Who fell up into the
Fuck the fight, the shit

Get that D nigga fixed
And him up outta the mix
Well, hell, tell 'em Chuck don't suck no
Be an ass and the ass get
Hand in my pocket me for my chocolate
Watch 'em yo ass and turn a profit

If you don't own the
Then the own you
Who do you trust from swindlers
the back of the bus?
Neither one of us
The fate of our soul and swindlers

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

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

We interrupt this wit that question
Laughin' all the way to the
dem own the banks
And dem D-damn

Now, what do I thank
Ain't this a bitch heard they owned
And a that sank

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

This is for the blues people in the
is for everybody in the 50s that didn't get their money
Little Richard gettin' a penny a penny
All the super singers of the 60s

All the bands of the 70s on the outside, in
All the people that didn't make a dime off their session
And even the in the 80s and the 90s
Still tryin' to get paid for they put in

If you don't own the
Then the own you
Who do you trust from swindlers
From the back of the
one of us control the fate of our soul
And lust