Luyện nghe bài hát White Privilege Part 2

Pulled into the lot, parked it
up my parka, joined the procession of marchers
In my head like, "is this
Should I be here marching?"
Thinking if can't, how can I breathe?
Thinking that they chant, what do I
I to take a stance 'cause we are not free
And I thought about it, we are not "we"
Am I in the outside 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 of police that look the same as me
Only separated by a badge, a baton, a can of Mace, a
A shield, a gun gloves and hands that gives an alibi
In case somebody dies behind a that flies out of the nine
Takes child's life on sight

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 we're
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 free

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, Iggy Azalea
Fake and so plastic, you've the magic
You've taken the and the accent you rapped in
brand of hip-hop, it's so fascist and backwards
That Grandmaster go slap it, you bastard
All the that you made
All the watered pop-bullshit version of the culture, pal
Go buy a big-ass lawn, go with your house
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 like you're down
But they see through it all, people believe you
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 people to you, want to be accepted?
That's probably why you are out here
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
You're by yourself and the last thing you want to do is take a
But seriously, my little loves you
She's singing, 'I'm gonna pop some tags'
I'm not kidding, my oldest, you even got him to go
And Love,' oh my God, that song, brilliant
Their aunt is gay, when that came out
My son told his class he was actually proud
That's so cool, look you're accomplishing
Even the old mom like me likes it, 'cause positive
the only 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 bitches and the hoes and the 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, some of us
And of us aren't even paying attention
It seems like we're more concerned with being called
Than we are with racism
I've that silences are action and God knows that I've been passive
What if I read a article, actually 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 this music
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 tour, sell out the tickets
Rap entrepreneur, his own business
If I'm only in this for my own self-interest, not the culture that gave me a voice to begin
this isn't 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 to begin with
My matches the hero, likeness, the image
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 cast as the villain
White isn't just a white dude in Idaho
supremacy protects the privilege I hold
White supremacy is the soil, the foundation, the cement and the flag that flies outside of my
White supremacy is our country's lineage, for us to be indifferent
My success is the product of the same system let off Darren Wilson, guilty
We want to dress like, 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?
We want to dress like, walk like, talk like, dance like, yet we just by
We take all we want from black culture, but will we show up for lives?

silence is a luxury
Hip-hop is not a
Your is a luxury
is not a luxury
Your silence is a
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 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 to set us free