Luyện nghe bài hát White Privilege II

Pulled the parking lot, parked it
Zipped up my parka, joined the of marchers
In my head like, "is this
Should I even be marching?"
Thinking if can't, how can I breathe?
Thinking that they chant, do I sing?
I want to take a stance 'cause we are not
And I thought about 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 side and shut my
"No justice, no peace," okay, I'm saying
They're out, "black lives matter," but I don't say it back
Is it okay for me to I don't know, so I watch and stand
In front of a line of police look the same as me
separated by a badge, a baton, a can of Mace, a mask
A shield, a gun with gloves and hands that an alibi
In case somebody dies behind a that flies out of the nine
Takes another child's life on

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

You've and stolen the music, the moment
The magic, the passion, the fashion, you toy
The was never yours to make better
You're Miley, you're Elvis, you're Iggy
and so plastic, you've heisted the magic
You've the drums and the accent you rapped in
Your brand of hip-hop, so fascist 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 your big-ass house
Get a big-ass fence, people out
It's all stolen, anyway, you see that now?
There's no way for you to even out
You can join the march, protest, and shout
Get on Twitter, and seem like you're down
But they see it all, people believe you now?
You said publicly, "rest in peace, Brown"
You speak about equality, but do you mean it?
Are you marching for freedom, or when convenient?
Want people to like you, want to be
That's probably why you are out here
Don't think for a you don't have incentive
Is this about you, well, then what's your
the intention?
What's the

"Pssst, I get it
You're by yourself and the last thing you want to do is 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 'One Love,' oh my God, song, brilliant
Their aunt is gay, when song came out
My son his whole class he was actually proud
so cool, look what you're accomplishing
Even the old mom me likes it, 'cause it's positive
You're the hip-hop that I let my kids listen to
you get it, all that negative stuff it isn't cool"
(Yeah?) "yeah, like, all the and the drugs
The bitches and the hoes and the gangs and the
the protest outside, so sad, and so dumb
If a cop you over, it's your 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 paying attention
It seems like we're concerned with being called racist
Than we actually are racism
I've heard that silences are action and God 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 privilege and do nothing at all, I know
Hip-hop has always political, yes
It's the why this music connects
So what the fuck has happened to my voice if I stay when black people are dying
Then I'm trying to be correct?
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 voice to begin
Then this isn't authentic, it is just a
The D.I.Y underdog, so
But the one thing the American dream fails to
Is I was many steps to begin with
My skin matches the hero, likeness, the
America feels with my music in their systems
And it's me perfect, the role, I've fulfilled it
And if I'm the hero, you know who cast as the villain
White supremacy isn't just a white dude in
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 country's lineage, for us to be indifferent
My success is the product of the system that let off Darren Wilson, guilty
We want to dress like, walk like, talk like, dance like, yet we stand by
We all we want from black culture, but will we show up for black lives?
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?

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