Luyện nghe bài hát Throw Away The Key (No More Prisons)

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

AWKWORD] x2
They come they cars, and they laws, and they bars
come at you sideways, no way you'll get off
And your life, you heard, stay away from them cops
And your 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 yours, we just got a little bored
Nowadays, you got to deal, with all breeds, of all
I guess you, the 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 hint of a
And when I say some shit's a problem it's not industry
The problem I'm causing, have the CIA watching
I've seen them the damn picture, I bleed for the orphans
The and the starving, the lost ones, stuck with no options
It's awesome, like pulling people straight out of their
See we know, it's just us, no in this bitch
Rest in peace Ron Arm, forever Elementary

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, stay away them cops
And word and your balls, is all that you got

3]
So we gonna do, that's the question of course
A lot of beings, struggled over these thoughts
You got the Rules for Radicals, The Handbook
I threw it all away, create our own standard
There are more up here, than anywhere else
Plus, most of them on charges, most never dealt
Most of them in jail, probably there cause they
Weed crimes, 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 to tell, take a little look around
Feel like everyone in either black 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 go down
the wretched of the earth, hit me on the low
And if anybody ask, I pay tax and don't

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