Luyện nghe bài hát Throw Away The Key

[Verse 1:
They just stop them and frisk, you better move lightly
I heard got a contest, ask Bill O'Reilly
Afraid you'll get locked up, they'll away the key
They're free to move the sea, you ain't even free
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 murdering each other
Born into prisons, most ghetto got bars
When you live without shit, go head and them cars
The vista the stoops, Marine billboards, you bored
And on the block, you got bars, dealers and whores
Father might be gone, or working two jobs
Stay at home's an oxymoron, working too hard
kids, no role models, no guidance
No homework, eat some Mickey Ds and get into some

AWKWORD] x2
They come with they cars, and they laws, and they
They come at you sideways, no way get off
And your whole life, you heard, away 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 this of ours
Was never really yours, we just got a little
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 that was just, one story, told a bunch of damn
On the real, call this the first of a problem
And when I say some shit's a problem it's not industry
The I'm causing, gonna have the CIA watching
I've seen them take the picture, I bleed for the orphans
The sick and the starving, the lost ones, with no options
It's awesome, like people straight out of their coffins
See we know, it's us, no justice in this bitch
Rest in peace Ron Arm, Elementary rich

x2
They come with 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 word and your balls, is all that you got

3]
So what we gonna do, the question of course
A lot of beings, struggled over these thoughts
You got the Rules for Radicals, The Activist
I threw it all away, create our own standard
There are locked up here, than anywhere else
Plus, of them on drug charges, most never dealt
Most of them in jail, probably cause they smelt
Weed crimes, fill a hell of a lot of the damn
still, we won't, we stand tall, we all
Brave enough, to say is enough, so come on
Shit, hard to tell, take a little look around
Feel like everyone in prison's either or they brown
And it's kind of for me to be, all black and proud
But I been in the damn system, seen my friends go
the wretched 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
come at you sideways, no way you'll get off
And your whole life, you heard, away from them cops
And your word and your balls, is all you got