Luyện nghe bài hát Swindler's Lust

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

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

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

Now the I attack, the negros got their back
And know 80-20 is a whack
lack the voice of real black
Stole rock and roll and ain't it back

off my defense
Now, the ones I defend against
Who up into the tricks
Fuck the fight, the shit

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

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

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

Profit off the of black folk
'em into bitchez and niggas
And ass jokes
Laugh wit us or at us
is what I'm guessin'

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

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

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

This is for the blues in the delta
This is for everybody in the 50s that didn't get their
Little Richard half a penny 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 make a dime off session playin'
And even the in the 80s and the 90s
Still tryin' to get paid for what put in

If you don't own the
the master own you
Who do you trust from swindlers
the back of the bus?
Neither one of us control the fate of our
And lust