Luyện nghe bài hát White Privilege Part 2

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 they can't, how can I
that they chant, what do I sing?
I want to take a 'cause we are not free
And then I thought it, we are not "we"
Am I in the outside looking in, or am I in the inside looking
Is it my place to my two cents?
Or should I stand on the side and my mouth?
"No justice, no peace," okay, I'm saying
They're chanting out, "black lives matter," but I say it back
Is it okay for me to say? I know, so I watch and stand
In front of a line of 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 that gives an alibi
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 'til we're free
in the streets, no justice, no peace
No beliefs, no rest 'til we're free
blood in the streets, no justice, no peace
No racist beliefs, no '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 better
You're Miley, you're Elvis, Iggy Azalea
and so plastic, you've heisted the magic
You've taken the and the accent you rapped in
Your of hip-hop, it's so fascist and backwards
That Grandmaster Flash'd go it, you bastard
All the money that you
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, keep out
all stolen, anyway, can't you see that now?
There's no way for you to even out
You can join the march, protest, scream and
Get on Twitter, and seem like you're down
But they see through it all, believe you now?
You said publicly, "rest in peace, Brown"
You speak equality, but do you really mean it?
Are you for freedom, or when it's convenient?
Want people to like you, want to be
probably why you are out here protesting
Don't for a second 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 you want to do is take a picture
But seriously, my girl loves you
She's always singing, 'I'm gonna pop some
I'm not kidding, my oldest, you even got him to go
And Love,' oh my God, that song, brilliant
Their is gay, when that 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 it's
the only hip-hop that I let my kids listen to
'Cause you get it, all negative stuff it isn't cool"
(Yeah?) "yeah, like, all the and the drugs
The bitches and the and the gangs and the thugs
the protest outside, so sad, and so dumb
If a cop pulls you over, it's 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 even paying
It seems like we're more concerned with being racist
we actually are with racism
I've heard that silences are action and God knows I've been passive
What if I actually a article, actually had a dialogue
looked at myself, actually got involved?
If I'm aware of my privilege and do nothing at all, I know
Hip-hop has been political, yes
It's the why this music connects
So what the fuck has happened to my if I stay silent when black people are dying
Then I'm to be politically 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 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 safe with my music in their systems
And suited me perfect, the role, I've fulfilled it
And if I'm the hero, you know who gets as the villain
White supremacy isn't just a dude in Idaho
White supremacy the privilege I hold
White supremacy is the soil, the foundation, the cement and the flag that flies outside of my
White 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 to dress like, walk 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, like, yet we just stand by
We take all we from black culture, but will we show up for black lives?

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