Luyện nghe bài hát War Zone

Can't you see we in a war zone?
Guess you don't when you livin' in it
Like every weekend a man down
Ain't got no pity for the innocent so I'mma it
Dedicated, tell 'em, "Hands up, breathe
Hands up, breathe
Hands up, breathe"
up, can't you see we livin' in a war zone?

They left his swangin' down in Piedmont
At a Klan rally the day before, but that ain't mean
But they say "it's suicide", I say it's
Hey you got a gun for? Boy you ain't finna ride
They run up on you like Baton Rouge, bet you finna
That's the difference 'tween us, I'll die to save a lives
Appointed when nobody couldn't think of shit
I'll be a martyr if my grandaughter benefit
They pull you over, ask you your license at
Be careful reachin' for it, you know you can die for
And this ain't nothin' new, just got so you can see the shit
Got Dr. King and Abe askin' where the freedom at
This no equality
Man you ain't have no justice on your mind you shot at me
But fuck it, this the way it be
Hey listen, you won't shoot at them shoot at me?
Boy you are not a G
Imagine askin' why you followed me
Feel threatened, hit him and whip him, when he shot him down
Do to a grown fuckin' man, drop where you stand
Tell my grandma go on with all that
If it's a God and he in the sky, he down, he understand
I'm a man, and I'm wrong for revenge
But I don't get 'em it's like him to gon' kill again
Keep fucking around, going to be on in a minute

Boy we in a war zone
Guess you don't notice you livin' in it
Like every weekend a man down
got no pity for the innocent so I'mma represent it
Dedicated, tell 'em, "Hands up, can't
Hands up, can't
Hands up, breathe"
up, can't you see we livin' in a war zone?

This goes to the white boy ran in the old church
I hope you get slow murked, and they you slow first
Ran in our place of to slaughter our grandma
go kamikaze for that, well what would you die for?
Hold up, I'll wait, wait
Heard it from who took for the fall for Watergate
The war on drugs was a war on us
us all these guns, give us all this dust
Change all laws, lock all of us up
Went from Ricky, on to BMF (Free Meech)
Then hip hop came, when we got rich
white kids gravitated to it like all us did
And that's they got slick
Invented the to take our shit
Diluted all of the
me, somebody tell me what happened to Alton
Sterling, Philando right in front of the girl
And the saw
reaction was, "Hell naw"
This modern day slavery, the prison traded
And the up
The Constitution and Emancipation Proclamation's just a piece of paper