Luyện nghe bài hát Throw Away The Key

[Verse 1:
They stop them and frisk, you better move real lightly
I heard got a contest, ask Bill O'Reilly
Afraid you'll get locked up, throw away the key
They're free to move across the sea, you ain't free
Still awaiting retrials, for drug deals, in New
Louisiana, California it's sport
Chicago is a wasteland, colder in the summer
No education, programs, now they murdering other
Born into prisons, most buildings got bars
When you live without shit, go and worship them cars
The vista the stoops, Marine billboards, you bored
And on the block, you got bars, drug dealers and
Father might be gone, or working two jobs
Stay at an oxymoron, moms working too hard
Latchkey kids, no role models, no
No homework, eat some Mickey Ds and get some violence

[Hook: x2
They come they cars, and they laws, and they bars
They at you sideways, no way you'll get off
And your whole life, you heard, stay from them cops
And word and your balls, is all that you got

2]
I'm Mr. President, I'm sorry Mr. Senator
I'm Mr. Governor, we can't, recover her
See this country of ours, see world of ours
Was never really yours, we got a little bored
Nowadays, you got to deal, all breeds, of all types
I you, the type right, to type right, all uptight
Pause, of us is goblins, except that one guy
And that was just, one story, told a bunch of times
On the real, call this the first of a problem
And when I say some shit's a problem it's not jargon
The problem I'm causing, have the CIA watching
I've seen them take the damn picture, I bleed for the
The sick and the starving, the lost ones, stuck with no
It's awesome, like pulling people straight out of their
See we know, just us, no justice in this bitch
Rest in Ron Arm, forever Elementary rich

x2
They come with they cars, and laws, and they bars
come at you sideways, no way you'll get off
And your whole life, you heard, stay away them cops
And your word and balls, is all that you got

3]
So what we gonna do, that's the of course
A lot of human beings, struggled these thoughts
You got the Rules for Radicals, The Handbook
I threw it all away, let's our own standard
There are more locked up here, than else
Plus, most of on drug charges, most never dealt
Most of in jail, probably there cause they smelt
Weed crimes, fill a of a lot of the damn cells
still, we won't, we stand tall, we all
Brave enough, to say is enough, so come on
Shit, ain't hard to tell, take a little around
Feel like everyone in prison's black or they brown
And kind of hard for me to be, all black and proud
But I been in the damn system, my friends go down
Smell the of the earth, hit me on the low
And if anybody ask, I pay tax and don't

x2
They come with they cars, and laws, and they bars
They at you sideways, no way you'll get off
And your whole life, you heard, stay away them cops
And word and your balls, is all that you got