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

[Verse 1:
They just stop them and frisk, you better move real
I heard got a contest, ask Bill O'Reilly
Afraid get locked up, they'll 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, even 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 might be gone, or he's two jobs
Stay at an oxymoron, moms working too hard
Latchkey kids, no role models, no
No homework, eat some Mickey Ds and get into some

AWKWORD] x2
They come with they cars, and they laws, and they
They 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 sorry Mr. President, I'm sorry Mr.
I'm sorry Mr. Governor, we can't, her
See this country of ours, see this world of
Was never really yours, we just got a little
Nowadays, you got to deal, all breeds, of all types
I you, the type right, to type right, all uptight
Pause, none of us is goblins, 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 shit's a problem it's not industry jargon
The problem I'm causing, gonna the CIA watching
I've seen them take the damn picture, I for the orphans
The sick and the starving, the lost ones, with no options
It's awesome, like pulling straight out of their coffins
See we know, it's just us, no justice in 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 your word and your balls, is all you got

3]
So what we gonna do, that's the question of
A lot of human beings, struggled over thoughts
You got the Rules for Radicals, The Activist
I threw it all away, let's our own standard
There are more locked up here, than else
Plus, most of them on drug charges, never dealt
Most of them in jail, probably cause they smelt
Weed crimes, a hell 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, a little look around
Feel like everyone in prison's either black or they
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 ask, I pay tax and don't smoke

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