Luyện nghe bài hát The Liberation of Lonzo Williams

1986 a motherfucker doin on the mix and I don't mean the fader
Face of zits but gettin grits black steel firesticks
Drama buildin Empire somethin like Vader
Now Lonzo was armed with but a mean mug
(But tucked a forty-five, forty-five slugs)
He was a jitterbug thug, at the dance, a rug
(Treatin his sisters a hooker) Greetin his partners with a hug
Breakdown shakedown, brother would take a pound
of some soon to be cake grounds, and then go make
Firearms wads of gorgeous greens
Paper stacks of tax off of broken dreams
At puberty his liberty was within a key
were cookin but he's lookin for a way to be free
Here's a key (there's a key) but Lonzo, yours?
There's no key to the door, but there's money on the
(So stoop down) Bend (hurry pick it up fast)
But watch out, Lonzo -- GET FUCKED IN THE ASS

"A bad, a bad, a bad bad man!"
"Do, do, you dis kid?"
LONZO!
(repeat 4X)
LONZO!

Knock knock (who is it?) time to visit but it's two years
Cause Lonzo's rollin harder and 1988
He's got some fat got some mo' greens (and a brand new Benz)
He's got respect and he that it won't end
A couch is still a couch (and a is still a chair)
But a house is now a crackhouse Luther, there
Dying brains, dying bodies, too and from these residence
Try in vain to kill they pain, exchangin, presidents
Many bourgeoise parlei francoise (I don't speak it but I it)
It's all the (the business game) but you go to jail for this shit
We were tribal our survival was now based on stoppin
the fittest, as I raise my fists up can't survive and not be ruthless
(So why be straight, and the bones
And a cellular phone, somebody's on the throne
Cause they let, black folks own)
THEY GIVE US THIS SHIT ON LOAN, KICK IT

"A bad, a bad, a bad bad man!"
"Do, do, you dis kid?"
LONZO!
(repeat 4X)
LONZO!

Ahahaha, what was I saying?
(Aww yeah Lonzo's back in the man)
Damn we'll go visit him on Sunday we visit Dee aight?

(Madge says that is the quicker-picker-upper)
Well Lonzo says the is the slipper, tripper, stucker
of unsettled funk and who gets what bunk junk
makes you feel you took a test and flunked
(But don't get disturbed or perturbed; the
on my last nerve, plus he grades a downhill curve)
Told Lonzo kick it, the system is wicked, it, predict it
We got a way to it, gave him a book, said, "Here's the ticket"
(Now he's addicted) to learnin how we been
And what distributin that did
I a quick bid to say, "Don't trip kid
You never for the mob" (You had a government job)
Lonzo I was right, no fight, now we're tight
(Plus he been out of about a year ago last night)
Now he hangs with us poor brothers
And five-oh, more than ever to fuck us
Just cause we know the to riches is crooked and narrow
WE'LL GET MORE POWER FROM A THOUSAND GUN BARRELS

"A bad, a bad, a bad bad man!"
"Do, do, you dis kid?"
(repeat 4X)