Luyện nghe bài hát White Privilege II

Pulled into the lot, parked it
Zipped up my parka, the procession of marchers
In my head like, "is awkward?
I even be here marching?"
Thinking if they can't, how can I
Thinking that they chant, do I sing?
I want to take a stance we are not free
And then I thought it, we are not "we"
Am I in the outside in, or am I in the inside looking out?
Is it my place to give my two
Or should I on the side 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 I don't know, so I watch and stand
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 hands that an alibi
In case somebody dies behind a bullet that out of the nine
Takes another life on sight

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

You've exploited and stolen the music, the
The magic, the passion, the fashion, you toy
The culture was never yours to better
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 money you made
All the watered down version of the culture, pal
Go buy a big-ass lawn, go with your house
Get a big-ass fence, people out
all stolen, anyway, can't you see that now?
There's no way for you to that out
You can join the march, protest, scream and
Get on Twitter, hashtag and like you're down
But they see through it all, people believe you
You publicly, "rest in peace, Mike Brown"
You speak equality, but do you really mean it?
Are you marching for freedom, or when it's
Want people to like you, want to be
That's probably why you are out protesting
Don't think for a second you don't incentive
Is this about you, well, then 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 little loves you
She's always singing, 'I'm gonna pop tags'
I'm not kidding, my oldest, you even got him to go
And 'One Love,' oh my God, song, brilliant
Their aunt is gay, that song came out
My son told his whole class he was actually
so cool, look what you're accomplishing
Even the old mom me likes it, 'cause it's positive
You're the only hip-hop that I let my kids to
'Cause you get it, all that stuff it isn't cool"
(Yeah?) "yeah, like, all the and the drugs
The and the hoes and the gangs and the thugs
Even the outside, so sad, and so dumb
If a cop pulls you over, your fault if you run"
(Huh?)

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

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