Luyện nghe bài hát The Coup

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

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

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

That's not chaos, that's
Hmm, okay, is that your
No, is it

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

'Cause you kept us down for far too long
Now you're going up in like Cheech and Chong
And the song, "I The Nigga" is the Constitution
die but Africans make revolution

So what happens when a people do not get their
Well, it's tried, there's a riot so on the news
And let's go the 98th here in Oaktown
But let's say for story's sake that it's in your town

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

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

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

Things gon' never be the same
Things gon' never be the same

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

We don't a damn about section eight though
For we really need, we're gonna have to take mo'
The thing was heard in the A courts
In Village, across the bay in Fillmore

And in the where all the rich folks live
They're in shock, we're not to vote and build
Instead of on stage singing, "Do me"
A black man has a singing, "Do this, see?"

All of a everybody is out of jail
But it's funny 'cause no one is out on
And somebody shoved some police against the
I guess today, they should've worn their clean

'Cause an ambulance came, that's the
There's now a new to police brutality

All we is satisfaction
We don't want just a
And we've to a conclusion
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 sisters 'cause they're packing .45's and
We're down for revolution, not just for their behinds

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

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

The liquor stores around but they're not selling or ale
Motherfuckers selling cocktails
To the crew, so light up a
And this is is meant by a goddamn coup

DJ O, on the cut
Ah yes, on the strings, y'all