Luyện nghe bài hát White Privilege II

Pulled into the lot, parked it
Zipped up my parka, joined the procession of
In my head like, "is awkward?
Should I be here marching?"
if they can't, how can I breathe?
Thinking they chant, what do I sing?
I want to take a stance we are not free
And then I about it, we are not "we"
Am I in the looking in, or am I in the inside looking out?
Is it my place to my two cents?
Or should I stand on the side and shut my
"No justice, no peace," okay, I'm that
They're chanting out, "black lives matter," but I don't say it
Is it okay for me to say? I don't know, so I watch and
In front of a line of police that look the as me
Only separated by a badge, a baton, a can of Mace, a
A shield, a gun with gloves and that gives an alibi
In case somebody dies a bullet that flies out of the nine
Takes another life on sight

Blood in the streets, no justice, no
No racist beliefs, no rest 'til we're
There's in the streets, no justice, no peace
No racist beliefs, no rest 'til we're
in the streets, no justice, no peace
No beliefs, no rest 'til we're free
blood in the streets, no justice, no peace
No racist beliefs, no rest 'til free

You've exploited and the music, the moment
The magic, the passion, the fashion, you toy
The culture was never to make better
You're Miley, you're Elvis, you're Iggy
Fake and so plastic, you've the magic
You've taken the and the accent you rapped in
Your brand of hip-hop, it's so fascist and
That Grandmaster Flash'd go slap it, you
All the that you made
All the watered down version of the culture, pal
Go buy a big-ass lawn, go your big-ass house
Get a big-ass fence, keep out
It's all stolen, anyway, can't you see now?
There's no way for you to even out
You can join the march, protest, scream and
Get on Twitter, hashtag and seem like down
But they see through it all, believe you now?
You said publicly, "rest in peace, Brown"
You about equality, but do you really mean it?
Are you for freedom, or when it's convenient?
Want people to like you, to be accepted?
That's why you are out here protesting
Don't think for a second you don't have
Is this you, well, then what's your intention?
What's the
What's the

"Pssst, I get it
You're by yourself and the thing you want to do is take a picture
But seriously, my girl loves you
She's always singing, gonna pop some tags'
I'm not kidding, my oldest, you got him to go thrifting
And Love,' oh my God, that song, brilliant
Their is gay, when that song came out
My son told his whole class he was proud
That's so cool, what you're accomplishing
Even the old mom like me it, 'cause it's positive
You're the only hip-hop that I let my kids to
'Cause you get it, all negative stuff it isn't cool"
(Yeah?) "yeah, like, all the and the drugs
The bitches and the hoes and the and the thugs
Even the protest outside, so sad, and so
If a cop pulls you over, it's fault if you run"
(Huh?)

Damn, a lot of opinions, a lot of confusion, a lot of
of us scared, some of us defensive
And most of us aren't even paying
It seems like we're more concerned with being called
Than we actually are with
heard that silences are action and God knows that I've been passive
What if I actually read a article, had a dialogue
Actually at myself, actually got involved?
If I'm aware of my and do nothing at all, I don't know
has always been political, yes
It's the reason why music connects
So what the has happened to my voice if I stay silent when black people are dying
Then I'm trying to be politically
I can book a whole tour, sell out the
Rap entrepreneur, built his own
If I'm only in this for my own self-interest, not the culture that gave me a to begin with
Then isn't authentic, it is just a gimmick
The D.I.Y underdog, so
But the one thing the American dream fails to
Is I was steps ahead to begin with
My skin the hero, likeness, the image
feels safe with my music in their systems
And it's suited me perfect, the role, I've it
And if I'm the hero, you know who gets cast as the
White isn't just a white dude in Idaho
White supremacy the privilege I hold
White supremacy is the soil, the foundation, the cement and the that flies outside of my home
White is our country's lineage, designed for us to be indifferent
My success is the product of the same system let off Darren Wilson, guilty
We to dress like, walk like, talk like, dance like, yet we just stand by
We all we want from black culture, but will we show up for black lives?
We want to like, walk like, talk like, dance like, yet we just stand by
We take all we from black culture, but will we show up for black lives?

Your silence is a
is not a luxury
Your is a luxury
Hip-hop is not a
silence is a luxury
Hip-hop is not a
Your is a luxury
Hip-hop is not a
I got for me, it is for me
What we made, we made to set us
I got for me, it is for me
What we made, we made to set us
I got for me, it is for me
What we made, we to set us free