Luyện nghe bài hát The Black People Song

This song is dedicated to a certain kind of people.... just so happens to be my favorite kind of people.
You know... the ones that... you know, when you're standing next to them, and all of a it gets dark... I mean, you know your best friend is... you know what I'm saying, right? Yeah.

Black
I'ma steal your
You better hide your
Cause I'ma that too
people
Hey

Black
One big family,
a really big bucket
of KFC
Black
(Seriously, all of us are related)

I ran into an old amigo Juan Luis
The Mexican me "Apple" cause we both hang from trees
Now I, I kinda took in a joking way
But was he talking monkeys or the KKK?

We don't get sunburnt, just knees
And we chew tobacco
But we will weed
Puff, puff, pass like the that could,
And we can't "neighbor," so we call it "the hood"

And most of us die with our finger on the trigger
I that's why they say I'm just a filthy little spear chucking, chicken eating, melon sucking, lone fetus, weed smoking, long penis.... well, you get the picture.

They tried to us out the White House again
But just like all white houses, one of us in.

And welfare and is all we got
If you don't wear my color then you might get shot...
(My color is purple, by the way.....)

A black woman came to me to bash my
I told her, "All Blacks are Democrat, now me wrong."

people
I'ma steal shoes
You hide your wallet
Cause I'ma that too
Black
Hey

Black
One big family,
a really big bucket
of KFC
Black
(And it doesn't have to be KFC, we like biscuits too)

Hey, Hey.

(What's a black song any rap in it, right?)

Yo, It, Unh, Yo, Yo, Yo

(it always off that way, right?) Yo!

Rap

Now, there's a line between discriminating and not in places
You are if you use the N-word, but if you're then you're not racist,
I mean, well, I guess you can, just not around black friends,
You'll get by every cousin, including the one behind that trash can,

Now, let me you a story, back before America was stolen,
There were two of black people, the Indians and the Po' Ones,
The Indians were caramel, the Po One's were like sharpies,
I guess that's why they call them Pilgrims, and why they us Darkies.

The had all the horses, land, turkeys, the geniuses
The Po One's their horses, took their hair and their penises,
But uh..there's not really a moral to this though,
Except that we will your goodies, and that is how the story goes.

Black
steal your shoes
You better your wallet
I'ma take that too
Black
Hey

Black
One big family,
With a really big
of KFC
Black

People
'72,
Going broke making cars
than you
Black
(Ok, you gotta admit... we do have some nice though, right?)

people
Front monkey
a blunt and a banana,
"Ooo Aaa, Eee-eee!"
Black
(Sholl' Iz!)

Hey, Hey!

(This is probably the most racist song I've ever written....but if you laughed, you're racist too. So I feel so bad. Besides, it's not racist if I'm black.)