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

[Verse 1:
They just stop them and frisk, you better move real
I they got a contest, ask Bill O'Reilly
Afraid get locked up, they'll throw away the key
They're to move across the sea, you ain't even free
Still awaiting retrials, for deals, in New York
Overcrowded Louisiana, California it's
Chicago is a wasteland, even in the summer
No education, programs, now they murdering other
Born into prisons, most buildings got bars
When you live without shit, go head and worship them
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, moms working too
Latchkey kids, no models, no guidance
No homework, eat some Mickey Ds and get into some

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

2]
I'm Mr. President, I'm sorry Mr. Senator
I'm sorry Mr. Governor, we can't, her
See this country of ours, see world of ours
Was really yours, we just got a little bored
Nowadays, you got to deal, all breeds, of all types
I guess you, the type right, to right, all uptight
Pause, none of us is goblins, except one guy
And that was just, one story, a bunch of damn times
On the real, call the first hint of a problem
And I say some shit's a problem it's not industry jargon
The problem I'm causing, gonna have the CIA
I've them take the damn picture, I bleed for the orphans
The sick and the starving, the ones, stuck with no options
awesome, like pulling people straight 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
come at you sideways, no way you'll get off
And your life, you heard, stay away from them cops
And your word and balls, is all that you got

3]
So we gonna do, that's the question of course
A lot of human beings, struggled over these
You got the Rules for Radicals, The Activist
I threw it all away, create our own standard
There are more locked up here, than anywhere
Plus, most of them on drug charges, most dealt
Most of them in jail, probably cause they smelt
Weed crimes, fill a hell of a lot of the cells
still, we won't, we stand tall, we all
Brave enough, to say enough is enough, so 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 smoke

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