Luyện nghe bài hát White Privilege II

Pulled into the lot, parked it
Zipped up my parka, the procession of marchers
In my like, "is this awkward?
Should I be here marching?"
Thinking if they can't, how can I
Thinking that they chant, do I sing?
I to take 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 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 say? I don't know, so I watch and
In of a line of police that look the same as me
Only by a badge, a baton, a can of Mace, a mask
A shield, a gun with gloves and hands that gives an
In case somebody behind a bullet that flies out of the nine
Takes another life on sight

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

You've and stolen 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, Iggy Azalea
and so plastic, you've heisted the magic
You've taken the drums and the accent you in
brand of hip-hop, it's so fascist and backwards
That Grandmaster Flash'd go slap it, you
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, keep out
all stolen, anyway, can't you see that now?
There's no way for you to that out
You can the march, protest, scream and shout
Get on Twitter, hashtag and seem like down
But they see it all, people believe you now?
You publicly, "rest in peace, Mike Brown"
You about equality, but do you really mean it?
Are you marching for freedom, or when convenient?
Want to like you, want to be accepted?
probably why you are out here protesting
Don't think for a you don't have incentive
Is this about you, well, then your intention?
What's the
What's the

"Pssst, I get it
by yourself and the last 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, that song,
Their is gay, when that song came out
My son his whole class he was actually proud
so cool, look what you're accomplishing
Even the old mom like me likes it, 'cause it's
You're the only hip-hop 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 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
Some of us scared, of us defensive
And most of us aren't paying attention
It seems like we're more concerned with being racist
Than we actually are racism
I've that silences are action and God knows that I've been passive
What if I actually read a article, had a dialogue
Actually looked at myself, actually got
If I'm aware of my privilege and do at all, I don't know
Hip-hop has always political, yes
It's the reason why music connects
So what the fuck has to my voice if I stay silent when black people 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 this for my own self-interest, not the culture gave me a voice to begin with
this 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 many steps to begin with
My skin the hero, likeness, the image
America feels safe 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 as the villain
White supremacy isn't just a dude in Idaho
White protects the privilege I hold
White supremacy is the soil, the foundation, the cement and the flag that outside of my home
White supremacy is our country's lineage, 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, like, yet we just stand by
We take all we want from black culture, but will we up for black lives?
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?

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