Luyện nghe bài hát White Privilege II

Pulled into the parking lot, it
Zipped up my parka, joined the procession of
In my like, "is this awkward?
Should I be here marching?"
Thinking if they can't, how can I
Thinking that they chant, what do I
I want to a stance 'cause we are not free
And then I thought it, we are not "we"
Am I in the looking in, or am I in the inside looking out?
Is it my to give my two cents?
Or should I stand on the and shut my mouth?
"No justice, no peace," okay, I'm that
chanting out, "black lives matter," but I don't say it back
Is it okay for me to say? I don't know, so I and stand
In of a line of police that look the same as me
separated by a badge, a baton, a can of Mace, a mask
A shield, a gun gloves and hands that gives an alibi
In case somebody dies behind a bullet that flies out of the
Takes another child's life on

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

You've exploited and stolen the music, the
The magic, the passion, the fashion, you toy
The culture was never yours to make
Miley, you're Elvis, you're Iggy Azalea
Fake and so plastic, heisted the magic
You've taken the drums and the accent you in
Your brand of hip-hop, it's so and backwards
That Flash'd go slap it, you bastard
All the that you made
All the down pop-bullshit version of the culture, pal
Go buy a big-ass lawn, go with your big-ass
Get a big-ass fence, people out
It's all stolen, anyway, can't you see now?
There's no way for you to that out
You can the march, protest, scream and shout
Get on Twitter, hashtag and seem you're 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 marching for freedom, or it's convenient?
Want people to like you, to be accepted?
That's probably why you are out here
Don't think for a second you don't have
Is this about you, well, then what's intention?
the intention?
What's the

"Pssst, I get it
You're by yourself and the last thing you want to do is take a
But seriously, my little girl you
She's singing, 'I'm 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 aunt is gay, when song came out
My son told his whole class he was proud
so cool, look what you're accomplishing
Even the old mom like me likes it, 'cause positive
You're the hip-hop that I let my kids listen to
'Cause you get it, all that negative it isn't cool"
(Yeah?) "yeah, like, all the guns and the
The and the hoes and the gangs and the thugs
Even the outside, so sad, and so dumb
If a cop pulls you over, it's your 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 we're more concerned with being called racist
Than we actually are with
I've heard that silences are action and God knows that I've passive
What if I actually read a article, actually had a
Actually looked at myself, actually got
If I'm aware of my privilege and do nothing at all, I don't
Hip-hop has been political, yes
It's the reason why music connects
So what the fuck has happened to my voice if I stay silent black people are dying
Then I'm trying to be politically
I can a whole tour, sell out the tickets
Rap entrepreneur, his own business
If I'm only in for my own self-interest, not the culture that gave me a voice to begin with
Then this authentic, it is just a gimmick
The D.I.Y underdog, so
But the one thing the American fails to mention
Is I was many steps ahead to with
My skin matches the hero, likeness, the
America feels safe with my music in their
And it's suited me perfect, the role, fulfilled it
And if I'm the hero, you know who gets cast as the
White supremacy just a white dude in Idaho
White protects the privilege I hold
White supremacy is the soil, the foundation, the cement and the flag that flies of my home
White supremacy is our lineage, designed for us to be indifferent
My is the product of the same system that let off Darren Wilson, guilty
We want to dress like, walk like, talk like, dance like, yet we stand by
We take all we from black culture, but will we show up for black lives?
We want to dress like, walk like, like, dance like, yet we just stand by
We take all we want from black culture, but we show up for black lives?

Your silence is a
Hip-hop is not a
Your is a luxury
is not a luxury
Your silence is a
is not a luxury
Your silence is a
is not a luxury
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