Luyện nghe bài hát The Black People Song

This song is dedicated to a certain of people.... Which just so happens to be my favorite kind of people.
You know... the ones that... you know, when you're standing to them, and all of a sudden 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,
With a big bucket
of KFC
people
(Seriously, all of us are related)

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

We get sunburnt, just ashy knees
And we don't tobacco
But we smoke weed
Puff, puff, like the train that could,
And we can't spell "neighbor," so we it "the hood"

And of us will 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.

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

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

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

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

Black
One big family,
With a big bucket
of KFC
people
(And it doesn't to be KFC, we like Popeye's biscuits too)

Hey, Hey.

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

Yo, It, Unh, Yo, Yo, Yo

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

Rap

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

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

The had all the horses, land, turkeys, the geniuses
The Po One's killed their horses, took 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 hide your
Cause I'ma take too
Black
Hey

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

People
'72,
Going making cheap cars
taller you
people
(Ok, you gotta admit... we do have some nice though, right?)

Black
Front Porch
With a and a banana,
"Ooo Aaa, Eee-eee!"
Black
(Sholl' Iz!)

Hey, Hey!

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