Luyện nghe bài hát The Liberation of Lonzo Williams

1986 a motherfucker doin tricks on the mix and I mean the fader
of zits but gettin grits with black steel firesticks
Drama buildin Empire somethin like Darth
Now Lonzo was armed with but a mean mug
(But tucked a forty-five, with slugs)
He was a jitterbug thug, at the dance, a rug
(Treatin his like a hooker) Greetin his partners with a hug
Breakdown shakedown, this brother take a pound
of some soon to be grounds, and then go make rounds
Firearms wads of gorgeous greens
Paper stacks of paid tax off of broken
At puberty his liberty was found a key
Rocks were cookin but he's lookin for a way to be
Here's a key (there's a key) but Lonzo, yours?
There's no key to the door, but money on the floor
(So stoop down) Bend (hurry pick it up fast)
But watch out, -- YOU'LL GET FUCKED IN THE ASS

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

knock (who is it?) time to visit but it's two years later
Cause Lonzo's rollin harder and 1988
got some fat he's got some mo' greens (and a brand new Benz)
He's got respect and he suspects that it end
A couch is still a couch (and a is still a chair)
But a is now a crackhouse Luther, Lonzo's there
Dying brains, dying bodies, too and from these dead
Try in vain to kill they pain, exchangin, presidents
Many bourgeoise parlei francoise (I speak it but I know 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
Who's the fittest, as I my fists up can't survive and not be ruthless
(So why be straight, and the bones
And a cellular phone, somebody's sittin on the
Cause they let, black folks own)
THEY JUST GIVE US THIS ON LOAN, KICK IT

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

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

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

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