Luyện nghe bài hát The Coup

Yes, I would like to speak to from the rap group The Coop
It's The Coup and this is Boots,
Well, my name is Doolittle and I'm a reporter from Grime magazine
And we would like to on the tragic riots

Not a riot, it's a
Well the rebellion?
Man, for who?

Well, there's in the streets
The have lost control over the people
are running free from jail
And people are actually taking from big businesses
It's of complete chaos

That's not chaos, progress
Hmm, okay, is that comment?
No, is it

Check it out, the motherfucking C O U to the P now
You're fucking the real dudes
Who will meet you a fleet of brothers in the street
Getting off liberation fuck the Hennessey

'Cause you calmly kept us for far too long
Now you're up in smoke like Cheech and Chong
And the song, "I Ain't The Nigga" is the
die but Africans make revolution

So happens when a people do not get their dues
Well, it's tried, there's a riot so flip on the
And let's go reach the here in Oaktown
But let's just say for story's sake it's in your town

A brothers taking factories, Warren's law is gutters
And now they're handing out free chicken and free butter
Free food to the people, how it be
But now go a few blocks over to 7-3

2 says at the mall, twelve cops got shot
'Cause there's eight sisters taking over Eastmont
With and AK's doing the right think like Spike Lee
And now their got free Pampers and free Nikes

Up at the schoolhouse they said, "Mother a hall pass
Until you teach the truth, it we ain't going to class
You're lies, we got wise, now we realize
There's no end to road, you disguised the prize
So peep game for real penetration, our education's liberation

Things ain't gon' never be the
Things ain't gon' never be the

At 6-9 there's a rally and swinging
Through the crowd with a thousand voices
Once a time in the projects, yo
Motherfuckers took over and now we the show

We don't give a about section eight though
For what we need, we're gonna have to take mo'
The same thing was heard in the A
In Kendall Village, the bay in Fillmore

And in the hills where all the folks live
They're in shock, we're not failing to and build
Instead of brothers on singing, "Do me"
A man has a gauge singing, "Do this, see?"

All of a sudden everybody is out of
But it's funny no one is out on bail
And shoved some police against the wall
I guess today, they should've worn clean drawers

'Cause an ambulance came, the reality
now a new meaning to police brutality

All we need is
We want just a fraction
And we've come to a
Revolution is the

it
Now the Uzi's that were used to kill each other
Are now used to serve and protect the
And the 'cause they're packing .45's and nines
We're down for revolution, not just down for behinds

'Cause the word is across the bay and in L.A.
In New York, NY, and Atlanta, G-A
We gives a fuck if you've got money and the
motherfucker, we've got posse in the billions

So yourself Bush, it's collection day
Break yourself Trump, collection day
yourself DuPont, it's collection day
You stole the shit from my granddaddy anyway

The liquor around but they're not selling beer or ale
Motherfuckers Molotov cocktails
To the crew, so up a brew
And this is what is meant by a goddamn

DJ O, on the cut
Ah yes, K-Mack's on the strings,