Luyện nghe bài hát Throw Away The Key

[Verse 1:
just stop them and frisk, you better move real lightly
I heard they got a contest, ask O'Reilly
you'll get locked up, they'll throw away the key
They're free to move across the sea, you ain't even
Still awaiting retrials, for drug deals, in New
Overcrowded Louisiana, California it's
Chicago is a wasteland, colder in the summer
No education, programs, now they murdering other
Born into prisons, most ghetto buildings got
When you live shit, go head and worship them cars
The vista from the stoops, billboards, you bored
And on the block, you got bars, drug and whores
Father might be gone, or he's working two
Stay at an oxymoron, moms working too hard
kids, no role models, no guidance
No homework, eat Mickey Ds and get into some violence

AWKWORD] 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 word and your balls, is all that you got

2]
I'm sorry Mr. President, I'm sorry Mr.
I'm Mr. Governor, we can't, recover her
See country of ours, see this world of ours
Was really yours, we just got a little bored
Nowadays, you got to deal, with all breeds, of all
I you, the type right, to type right, all uptight
Pause, none of us is goblins, except one guy
And was just, one story, told a bunch of damn times
On the real, call the first hint of a problem
And when I say some shit's a problem it's not jargon
The I'm causing, gonna have the CIA watching
I've seen them the damn picture, I bleed for the orphans
The sick and the starving, the lost ones, stuck with no
It's awesome, like pulling people out of their coffins
See we know, just us, no justice in this bitch
Rest in peace Ron Arm, forever rich

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

3]
So what we gonna do, that's the question of
A lot of beings, struggled over these thoughts
You got the for Radicals, The Activist Handbook
I threw it all away, create our own standard
There are more locked up here, anywhere else
Plus, most of them on drug charges, most dealt
Most of in jail, probably there cause they smelt
crimes, fill a hell of a lot of the damn cells
Stand still, we won't, we tall, we all
Brave enough, to say is enough, so come on
Shit, ain't hard to tell, a little look around
Feel like everyone in prison's either black or brown
And it's kind of for me to be, all black and proud
But I been in the damn system, my friends go down
the wretched of the earth, hit me on the low
And if ask, I pay tax and don't smoke

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